me rollerblading into my therapist’s office this week with sunglasses and a piña colada: maurice, you’re not gonna fucking believe this,
I wish I didn’t have the constant fear of being left
I wish every single person didn’t reinforce this fear.
Yesterday Zeb, Justin, and I drove out past the dam to the OHV so we could try out the trails. The dam is so full from the recent storms they were letting some of the water through. I’ve never seen the dam so full before.
We had two pre-rolls with us and hot boxed in our truck as the trail shook us around. The sun was setting and the woods around the dam and the snow capped peak of Shasta was so so beautiful.
We went as far as we could go, passing other riders a long the way, but soon we hit a dead end. During one of the storms and rock slide happened and took out the trail, leaving nothing but a gaping sinkhole.
We turned around and drove back, enjoying the rest of the ride until Zeb found a second trail that could take us around the sink hole. Zeb had never done this trail before and decided to give it a shot- not knowing the terrain or what laid ahead. It was so exciting, like I was Lara Croft with Indiana Jones as we explored the forests and cliffs. It was getting late, as the sun finally rested himself behind the mountains. We drove home, chatty and hungry.
It was so beautiful and so fun.💕









