We don't speak of it, or react to it. Paralyzed in a reality of uncertainty and madness,this is where we are.
The parts of my mind that apply logic and understanding had somehow abandoned me, and something primitive and instinctual took control.
It was Chelsea who captures our plummet before it reaches the deepest parts of our vulnerability.
The vision of this massive body of water with towering monoliths jutting straight upward to the heavens, stole our ability to think.Colors that made the wildflowers look dull, streaked up and down across the great pillars of hardened rock. The clouds...
