the amount of hours i spent crying, angrily arguing with trump supporters and being afraid of my future career is taking its toll on me and it's only been 3 days. i think about my future career and how i dreamed of working for the government, being an advocate for the environment and practicing law. now none of it seems realistic or possible. i've lost hope. if i have to say goodbye to beautiful landscapes like this because of an orange buffoon, i will go with these landscapes. america doesn't deserve it anyways.
don't try to embolden me. let me wallow in my sorrow. let me mourn. let me hug hillary. let me cry with all the women who have been hurt by this. just. let. me.
i wish it was possible to look good while on the trail. like how do people have the patience to put eyeliner on and do their hair for a picture while backpacking for days? this is what we looked like. andrew looks like a homeless turtle and i look like a dude. BUT THAT VIEW!!! LOOK AT THAT VIEW!!!!