Leftover urges of wistfully moving around in random space really kicked in on a passthrough somewhere in the middle-of-nowhere Texas. I guess I'm just drawn to abandoned fields that previously homed equines but now just make for ideal cavorting space...I'm really trying to fight the whole contrived vibe but I don't know if it's having effect. To be fair, I was barricaded into confined space so I'm sparing you from a heap of dramatic cross-plain runs reminiscent of some freaky 70's horror flick. Thankfully, it was daytime.
(f21 shirt, asos shoes)I never thought farmland would be such a promising complement to pin stripes and sharp collars, but maybe those are some of the many lessons you learn on lengthy drives under infernal sun. Saying it was damn hot would be an obnoxious understatement because, well, how could it not be? After all this time, mutation hasn't exactly lent me a helping hand in growing heat-resistant skin. Shoot.