this is my thought process of late.

Recently, sunday to be exact, I went on an "expedition" of sorts with Ryan Kratt and Zach Maxon. The trip was extremely releasing. Where we rode to, old polk city road was where I would say our farthest point was, was 20 miles straight shot. Not counting backroads, weaving, and detours. I thought about many obscure subjects, but some all too familiar. One I thought I had left behind a long time ago. Suicide.

No, this isn't a note explaining that I'm going to kill myself. It's not one saying that I am depressed either. Well, let me just tell you how I thought of it. On our journey, we crossed man bridges, but on one particular one I had this thought. It was over I-4. I looked over towards the oncoming and out-going traffic, and the next thought honestly took my breath away. I actually imagined myself swan diving straight into the middle of the chaotic highway. In a few short moments, I imagined how breathtaking he fall would be, who it would effect if I were to die, and the overall outcome of the event. It was grim. For me. Quite honestly, I can't put my finger on a person that would miss me so much that it would cause psychological damage that would stay with them for longer than a month. Honestly, I don't know anyone who loves me enough. I wouldn't love me if I were anyone else either. But that's just the thing, I have so much to do in life, that it would be doing me, and the few that may actually care about me a great disservice.

I apologize if this annoyed you, and thank you for reading to the end.