Wyoming 154

Another day but always looking forward to another day as cliche as it might sound another day above ground I consider it a good day.

5:37am and I’m on a bus. Is this what’s it all about? Maybe not or maybe it is. Interesting enough by now I have a good idea what I’m about to get myself into or make a season commitment to. It always won’t be pretty and luxurious actually the opposite of that its gonna be a bit dirty and at times poor. That feeling of that cold frigid wind this early still bit sleepy from the less than 5 hours of quality of sleep the empty stomach that feels like I hole. I feel I can only feel this true to the day at this young of an age. 24? I still feel like I’m 19 in the aspect that I’m energized and that hunger for curiousity that I had early on in my life hasn’t died out. These are the mornings I’ll treasure.