Yosemite 232

It’s come to the point where I’ve been in the valley for the same time I was here last year. I felt myself getting anxious and impatient around this time. As much as this place is beautiful and can be considered by some paradise it can take a mental toll on just about anyone. The pace of this place moves so differently than any other place I’ve lived or traveled to. It’s the environment but also the people. When you think of cities we tend to think of places such as New York a hustling city where everyone is walking as if they were in a rush. It is a place that doesn’t stop moving. Yosemite is like that but it is no city and people aren’t rushing to work or a meeting. Instead there biking through trails and bike paths to the next climb, hike, or meet up with friends. It’s the hustle but in the alternate universe. Hopefully, one day there will come a time when I don’t feel myself losing it after 3 months somewhere. Days left in the valley are unknown and the chapter after this is still in the air.

Days pass and soon the things we are addicted to and love will be abandoned we will leave somewhere someplace, and leave someone, and ultimately accept reality.