Hangin' on by a shred of sanity here in Dixieland.
You know the window that is supposed to open when a door's been shut? Well, imagine running through a skyscraper, that's on fire, trying to find a window. That's more like what it feels like.
In the meantime.
I found my new favorite petroglyph. Looks like a pregnant woman with a man attached through an umbilical cord. Learning new stuff in the desert all the time. Looks like this guy is 'hangin' on too. Lotsa metaphors goin' on in the rocks.
Hiking business is going well. Keeping me busy and sometimes even keeps my mind preoccupied.
Keep on hangin'.