This is the most random place I have online. Here is where I'll dump random photos of family and things that interest me, thoughts that wouldn't fit on Twitter, and other shiny things that happen to snag my interest. Also, I will reblog any pictures that pop up on my radar and stand out to me.I like to think of myself as an open book, but be warned. Silly questions will garner sillier answers.
He finished his beer and stared into the empty mug like it had insulted him. “It’s like climbing a mountain made of ice,” he said. “There’s no traction. You’re always losing ground. And the harder you fight, the more it hurts and numbs you at the same time. But you keep climbing, you keep fighting, because you know it’s a whole lot better than falling onto the spikes at the bottom.”