For those of you wondering, I am still alive - I've just been busy. As soon as I can catch my breath, I'll tell you all about my happy, wonderful, exhausting life as of late. It's kinda been my best time. I feel like dusk in Embarcadero. A wandering fog that glows in the dark.
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"You climbed a twilight mountain and you sang about the view." Greetings from Sunnyvale, California. I just finished a lemon sorbet, a perfect end to a day spent hiking in the redwoods. I saw a tree that was 330 feet tall, and another that was over 2,000 years old. It's been a wonderful trip, though the driving has thrown me for a loop; this is a seriously huge country. The highlights of my journey thus far: Saturday: a miraculous sunset over a lake at an otherwise horrid state park (Prarie Rose) in western Iowa. Later (3 a.m.) it stormed, and I had to get out of the tent and put the rain fly on as the first drops fell from the flashing sky. Sunday: A nice gloaming dinner at a rest area in eastern Colorado. I camped for the night at another horrid park (Jackson Lake), but the stars there made it all worth it. I played guitar in the wind as there was no one near me, and saw a shooting star that I could hear moving; it left a visible trail all the way across the sky. M