Yosemite 233

The season here is slowing down. People are leaving or getting prepared to go within the month specifically my good friend Cayson who is departing sooner than later. It’ll be a bittersweet moment because I’m excited for what’s to come for him but also sad since I’ve spent every day in the valley with the kid. He’s like a little brother to me, just tall, white, and blonde. He will strive wherever he goes and where life takes him. I wish him the best of luck. I’ve made up my mind on my last day here and I believe it’ll be the right time when I do. I have done so much here in the valley and will continue to do more before I leave.

After writing anything whether in my own journal or here I always feel a bit empty and both sad and happy as though I just had made love to someone who I don’t love. I think it has to do with the fact I ponder on my thoughts and wonder if they are true or just a fleet of emotions passing through.