When the sun has set no candle can replace it / George R.R. Martin
As I was walking through Union Station in LA the other day I got to think of how many of the people I saw who rushed through the beautiful halls of the station. I remembered something I once read; life is not so much about the destination or where you're ending place is, as it is about the pathway and experiences one takes away from the whole thing. Ill definitely try to remember this when I travel.
Streaks in love
San Francisco - I missed you!
The Grid - a digital frontier.
As the wind blows, you must set your sail.
A morning breeze - waking up on the beach
Watched the sunrise yesterday with my favorite cowboy - so beautiful. I can count the times that I voluntarily got up at 6 am on one hand, but this time it was worth it.