Friday, September 25, 2015

Journal Entry, Bubber shot Baby

We ate mac and cheese, the fire is lit, and I'm drinking Maker's Mark
Trip diary
There is a fire and a couple in a Honda Pilot- not very friendly but decent 
So much stuff in the car, too much
blue orange 
pink towel
us national park service green 
love this campground
smells like meat and sprinklers
wish we'd gotten here early enough to swim it rained the whole drive
I feel sad and confused
What am i doing in South Dakota?
Something in the book about the mule with a straw hat on with hole for his ears really got me 

the phone it just grinds me down to a tired pulp tired of looking at a little fucking screen 
wilderness is scariest when there are no trees
feel very afraid of a lot of things and people here
no one is the same but most don't seem to care about health 

full moon rises over half moon hills all the same color
in the book Bubber shot Baby and I cried for him 

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