I'll give you a spanking if you can guess where I am right now!

Really enjoying the driving now for some reason. I wish I could just drive and drive and peel all the hurt away. Just keep driving so fast and far that the sadness and troubles can't catch up.

Maybe my depression is like some kind of ghost that stalks me, hovers over me, follows me like a dark cloud, always there, wake up with it staring at me, go to the bathroom with it just outside the door waiting, non stop chatter, critical talk, poking me and prodding me, making me frustrated and angry, hopeless and sad...

...Maybe I can out run it!

Maybe the Arches are not only the gateway to the west, but maybe a stargate or wormhole to a better world.

Nevermind.

It sure is beautiful here!

Rainy, dark, and beautiful.