A specific journey, that is, as opposed to the larger picture. Humboldt to SLO to SF to Sacto, then home again and now preparing to return to SF. Ocean to City to Valley to Fog. Ping-ponging from intensity to solitude to crowds to long stretches of driving to home as if I’d never gone away.
The sky was stupid beautiful along the 20. Wish I’d had my camera and not just my phone.