silhouette

heading towards the highlands. not quite sure where my feet would take a respite from all these craziness, or if they ever will. / maybe i should have taken a different route… its not too late i know, but will that road be as fun as it is now? perhaps it will be rife with it, or perhaps it will be as gray & bleak as a cold winter afternoon in a wooded village far south of Bentley. / …