Flint Hill Sunset

Used time moving instead of sleeping, so grinding teeth nightmares have begun (carsickness while dreaming, eleven hours a day driving does) and so we flew home in between the Flint Hills. I have decided one must remain butterflied as a creative; I want to spend some days running exercises and eating vegetables instead of the tough meat I've choked down for years. I need items high in sodium and low in repercussion.

Thus, I spend days saving food and searching for the perfect copy of The Fountainhead.