Weekend Review for 9/12-/13/20 Ice Caves and Kayak Point.

Saturday I met up with my friend Sara. We had been planning this day trip for almost a month. Just waiting for schedules to work out and all that. So we met at Don’s Restaurant in Marysville. She grabbed us a table and waited for me to show up. I got there and walked in and found her right away. We started bullshitting with each other. Breakfast was awesome like normal. We both finished up and it was time to head out for the ice caves. 

 It seemed like it took no time at all to get there. It’s weird to have someone travel with me now so talking and stuff was making time fly by. We got to the trail head and we got going. Stopping along the way to take pictures and still taking. I probably blabbed her ear off with all my stuff. Haha. I will see if she ever comes again. Haha. Anyways, we got to the bridge and it was indeed out so we took some pictures from it. It was still really smokey from all the wild fires. 

 We walked to the beginning of the bridge and found the trail to the waters edge. We found a place to change shoes cause we would soon be wading through the river to get to the other side. Almost faking numerous times, I made it, but I went back and helped Sara. I kept forgetting that I was with someone. I helped her across and we started changing shoes. Now what I didn’t know is we would have to walk across the little waterfall too! 

 Changing back into my now wet shoes and socks, we crossed the waterfall and shimmied up the broken bridge expansions. We found a bench and changed shoes again. Since the last time I was there, tons of trees had fallen on the trail and next to it. But the smoke made the scenery really cool to look at. We made it the opening of the trail before the caves themselves. Man! The cave looked amazing. 

We down to the opening and I began snapping pictures. I can’t express how cool it was. I was going to go in, but there was a couple people there and I didn’t want to catch shit from them for going in. I should have. Oh well. We looked around and saw some people up on this little ridge and we were like how did they get there? So we said well let’s find out. 

 I found a worn path and started climbing it. The people passed us and said you know you took the hard way right? We bother laughed and said yeah probably. And we kept going. On the other side of this ridge was another ice cave! It had collapsed, but it was awesome. I had no clue it was there. Taking more pictures and just enjoying the view, we decided it was time to get going. 

 We got back to the trail and made our way to the bench to change our shoes for the river. We made our way back to the car and it was time to head to Boulder Creek trail. We decided to drive the Mountain Loop Highway. I did not know it was mostly gravel! Making our way downtown... Haha. It was slow going and I think Roger got a couple bumps on him. 

 Finally making it to the trail head, again it was a gravel road with big potholes. Roger was not having fun. We got to the parking lot and it was time to get going. Since I had been there before, it was cool to see Sara’s reaction to the scenery. Then when we got to the waterfall, the hike was definitely worth it. 

 It was time to leave and we got back on the main road. We drove to a pizza place called Bite Of New York. It’s supposed to be New York styles pizza. It was pretty good. I drove Sara back to her vehicle and I was headed home. Sore and remembering the day, it really was a good day. 

 Sunday, I got up and started making my coffee. I got all ready to go and headed out to pick up my friend Nathan. We hit Don’s first for breakfast. We were bullshitting and eating. We got some coffee from a stand and headed towards Kayak Point. 

 It was basically empty because of the smoke so we only saw about like four people. We hit the beach and started walking. Stopping to take pictures and enjoying the scenery. We walked the whole length of it and stopped on the pier. Couldn’t see past the pier but it was still a lot of fun. 

 Leaving Kayak Point, we drove to Camano Island Park. We parked and it was time to hit a trail for a hike. We found a shorter one that was 1.6 miles. Stopping and taking more pictures it was so quiet and calm. Finishing the hike, we left and headed to Stanwood for Mammoth Burgers. 1/3 pound awesome cheeseburgers topped with aged white cheddar cheese. 

 After lunch it was time to head on home. It was time to do some adulting and do laundry and stuff. It was a really good weekend. I’m trying to get better at enjoying the moments. But it’s still hard. Sometimes I wonder why I’m doing this and why I am taking all these trips. I think I’ll figure it out sometime. Till next time. 

Weekend Review for 9/5-/6-/7/20 Ocean Shores, Oregon, and Tattoos oh my!

 Saturday morning I woke up and I was off to Ocean Shores. I got to Aberdeen and I wanted to stop by Walmart to buy some more Dickie shorts. They didn’t have any, but they had a McDonalds inside so I decided to get lunch. I ate in the car and I was ready to check into the Hotel. My whole Sunday plan was contingent on if I could book another night (thinking about it now, I could have just found a different hotel and just called it good. Hindsight is 20/20). They didn’t book my room out and I took it as a sign that I was meant to be on my trip. 

 My tattoo appointment was set for 5 pm in Ocean Shores so I decided I would sit on the beach for a bit and take some pictures and read my book. The waves in my ears, the wind on my face, and the sun on my skin felt amazing. I got to watch some kites being flown around and people having some fun. Just what I needed. Anxiously checking the clock, it was time to head to the tattoo parlor. I parked and I walked to the bank to hit the atm for some cash. Well I didn’t know it was drive through only, so I walked back to my car and drove to it again. Cash in hand it was time for some pain therapy. 

 I got out of my car and was greeted by my artist. I wanted the Nirvana font, but it was not showing up for some reason. He started the showing me some other font styles. I found one that just jumped off the page and said pick me!! So I did. We went inside and got to work. He banged it out in like 25 minutes. It turned out awesome and he was able to keep my Cheshire Cat vibe I had been dreaming about. 

As he was tattooing me, I asked him about getting a second one done if he had time. He said yeah I do. So I Airdropped him the picture and he started correcting the lines. He got the stencil done and it was time to start. A couple minutes later he was done. 

 They both turned out great and now it was time for some new jewelry. I used to have hoops a long time ago and I wanted to get them again. New me meeting old me. So I went outside to smoke and waited for the piercer to be done smoking. We walked inside and it was time to find some jewelry. I got four hoops and two new flat back barbells. Now it’s all matching. Paid for the jewelry and now it was time to get pizza!

 I was originally going to go to Dugans, but the line was out to the street. I found Red Genie Pizza and I was like let’s do dis! I ordered a meat lovers. Sausage, pepperoni, Canadian bacon, and salami with red sauce. Yes please! 45 minute wait so I was off to the shops. Friday my friend Trouble, has went to the sunflower garden/park thing? But she sent me a funny ass picture of her making a funny face next to a sunflower. I was dying with laughter. I set it as my ringer ID on my phone for her. Haha. But I was searching for a sunflower something for her. 

 That’s a big task in a beach town. Not finding any sunflower stuff, I found a sticker for Roger. It says Ocean Shores with the PNW arrows and forest on it. It fits all the day trips we have been taking (Roger is the name of my car). So I was excited for that and now drooling, I was off to get my pizza. After I picked it up I headed to the beach to watch the sunset and eat pizza. It was really cool. I’m still getting used to being by myself now, but I did have fun. After the sunset I drove back to the hotel. 

 Sunday morning I woke up early and got ready for Oregon. I did a quick Google search to find coffee. I found a stand close to the hotel and was good to go. I remembered that Aberdeen has that McDonalds I went to for lunch. So I was like, yup, doing that! I stopped and got some breakfast. Then started on my way. The road was filled with mist and the sun trying to show through. I was taking some pictures and it was a good morning. 

 The freeway is not really fun so I was trying to listen to my podcast and get some motivation. I had been in Centralia during the 4th of July so I saw some familiar places. It was weird this time though because I was by myself. I wasn’t with my ex girl. That was some interesting memories that came flooding back. Trying to push past that I started seeing the exit signs getting smaller and smaller meaning I was getting close to Oregon. 

  I found the exit for Multnomah Falls and started driving towards it. I found the parking for it and I got out and stretched my legs. The parking lot was full to the brim. I grabbed my backpack and my mask and started following the throngs of people. I got to the second parking lot and the guy behind the booth was like do you have a ticket? I’m like what ticket? He’s like oh they want you to buy a ticket before you come. I’m like I didn’t know that. He’s like it’s okay we’re not at capacity so over there is the bathroom and over here is the falls. I’m like well than you. 

 I got in line and started waiting for my turn to take pictures of the fall. The hiking trails were closed dude to Covid. So that was disappointing. I wanted to hike both trails. Oh well there’s always next time. It was my turn for the picture taking. Of course I had to take a selfie in front of the falls. After I got in line for the gift shops. I wasn’t sure what I was looking for, but I found a Van Gogh the screaming man painting inspired post card of the falls. That was cool. I was on the hunt for a sunflower still for Trouble. I found the closest thing to a sunflower and I was good to go. 

 Now time for the 3 hour drive back to Aberdeen. I passed by Centralia again and I saw the pizza shop we got pizza from. It such good pizza. I should have stopped and got one. Haha. But I drove on past. Finally reaching Aberdeen, now I had to find something to do. I messaged the tattoo shop to see if they had any openings. I didn’t get a response. So I decided to go walked around Hoquiam. I always drive over these bridges, but I have never walked over them. That was pretty cool. 

 I grabbed my leftover pizza from the night before and I drove to Ocean Shores. I was feeling adventurous so I decided to stop by the Ocean Shores state park. It was so misty and overcast I could barely see the beach. I decided to leave and go to the North beach entrance and I parked on the beach. I ate my pizza and watched the sun setting through thick misty clouds. I got out and took some pictures and I decided it was time to leave. I headed back to Hoquiam. I read for a bit and pigged out on Snickers and Milkyways. 

 Monday I woke up early so I could get home at decent time to be able to finish laundry and all that. I saw a sign for Wynoochee Dam. I was like sure! So a 32 mile detour I found the dam and took some pictures. The whole time I was dam! Haha. I got the road and made it back to the main highway. I made it home and it was time to start adulting. As I was doing laundry, the tattoo shop messaged me and said that they had an opening. I told them I was home already and couldn’t make it. 

 It was a great trip and it was mind opening. I could do this by myself and I didn’t need anyone to be there. I’m still getting used to it, but slowly I am. Till next time. 

The First Day Trip I Took On My Own.

 This is a crazy story. I was desperate to get out of the apartment. It was driving me insane. Just sitting there watching movies and playing video games only goes so far. I remembered I went to Camano Park quite a few years ago and I was like I can find that no problem. How wrong I was. Haha. I grabbed some stuff and headed out the door. I had my gps. What could go wrong? Well I started driving towards this mystical place I had a small recollection about. I stopped at Chik-fil-a for a lunch to pack for the park. I got to Camano Island everything seemed to be okay. I followed the gps and it took me to a place that I had never seen before. Haha. I’m like okay maybe it was the road I passed before this one. I turned around and headed back to the other road. 

I turned and followed it to the end. Nope, this was not it either. I broke down. I literally started bawling driving away from this place. I was lost, I had no clue where I was, and the gps didn’t have enough signal. Shit. I literally yelled out for someone to give me a sign. Something, I needed something. I got a text less than a minute later and it was my girlfriend at the time, now my ex. Well I got a sign, and I found the main road and I went home. Sulked as I ate my Chik-fil-a for dinner. 

What happened? Why didn’t this work? Why me, right. So I opened Google maps and I started looking around Camano Island looking for this beach I kind of remembered. I found it!! Yes! Okay cool! So all week while I was stuck at work, I was plotting out my course, triple checking directions, and figuring out what I wanted for the picnic while I was there. I decided on getting Port of Subs since I hadn’t had it in a long time. Side note, I always plan on a budget for these day trips. So I fill up the tank with gas, but I won’t use a full tank. So technically that’s half price. So I try to stay around $50 or $60 bucks for the trip. That’s gas, breakfast, lunch, or dinner. 

So I make my way down the freeway and I start seeing the familiar roads I was driving the weekend before. I got to the same road as last time. So the crazy part? I just had to make a left turn to get down to the beach. I felt so dumb! Haha. Well I made it to the beach. You have to pay for parking or have a good to go pass. It just so happened that I had exact change in my wallet for the parking. I gathered up my backpack and started trekking the beach. 

Familiar things and places were filling my brain. I took tons of photos. It was a lot of fun until you look to your side and no one is there with you. No one is seeing what you’re seeing. You can’t share in the “how cool is that!” With anyone. Yeah it sucks as much as you think it does. I didn’t let it ruin my day though. I was figuring that it was time for lunch. I walked back to my car and grabbed out my lunch bag. The Port of Subs were calling my name. I found an empty picnic table and claimed it as mine. I felt the eyes of the people passing by as I was eating and reading my book. Man that is a feeling that takes a while to get used to. 

After lunch, I walked back to the car and put my lunch bag away. I decided to walk down the other side of the beach. I didn’t walk far, but it was still amazing. I decided to call it a trip and leave. As I was driving out, I saw this lone bench on the side of the road and I decided to stop and check it out. I took my book and I read a bit. Overlooking the beach with the sounds of the crashing waves was incredible. I’m glad I stopped and enjoyed it a little longer. 

It was time to head home. I accomplished a goal I set for myself. I did it by myself. No one helped me. It was all me. This journey jumpstarted my outings and I haven’t looked ask since. Every trip gets better and I am more prepared. I know what to bring with me now. I’m not going to lie and say this is the best thing ever. For me, it’s really cool, but I still want someone there with me. Till next time. 

Life and How It Always Changes.

 I have been on a journey of self discovery for the quite a few months now. Partially by choice, but mostly forced. I wanted to change my life and I wanted to be done with the old me and my old ways. So I talked to my now ex wife and I told her I how I felt. She told me how I felt. Obviously she was caught off guard and it’s understandable. So we decided to part ways. 

Now the picture I had in my head of this situation was vastly different than what was actually going to happen. I didn’t know the first thing on how to be on my own. I had roommates and before that I had my mom. I had a job and I paid bills, but I didn’t really know how to live on my own. I would always tell the single people who lived on their own how lucky they were. They could do whatever they wanted whenever they wanted. No one could tell them no. Well that is partially right. 

I met this girl and we started dating. Wow, holy shit, how cool! We were out doing things, going on adventures, and day trips. We would stay overnight and not worry about anything. Well what started happening is that would only happen on the weekends obviously, but during the week I would be by myself. She wouldn’t be able to come over and hang out or vice versa. We would talk on the phone, but it’s not the same. Then some weekends we didn’t even hang out at all. So I was literally stuck and couldn’t do anything. That was my thought anyways. I thought you had to be with someone to go out and do things. 

So of course since I wanted to hang out and spend time with her and sometimes she didn’t want to, it caused some ripples. I was mad because I didn’t understand why she didn’t want to hang out with me. To be honest it felt like rejection. I found an apartment and I moved in. Holy shit, what am I supposed to do now? I had no clue at all and I still don’t. The rift between us was becoming more apparent and we separated. We were still friends and the thought was to still hang out and do stuff together. Well, I took it as the complete end. No more future, no more anything. 

She had some stuff at my apartment and I packed it up and told her to come get it. Also during this time I had started taking a new medication and I was having really bad insomnia. I was not myself and I was struggling to just be. I was getting an hour max of sleep a night. The rest of the night would be me being awake and overthinking every single detail. It was miserable and unbearable. Then I have this woman breaking up with me too? Damn. I call that week my hell week. 

I don’t know how long it’s been since we broke up. I try not to count days and all that, because I feel like it makes it worse   So now looking back, I see a bunch of red flags in that relationship. Adding more depth to this, when you are with someone for a long time (referencing my ex wife) you become accustom to how they talk to you, how they act with you, and how you just deal with it. So when some of the same things we’re happening to this new relationship, I just thought it was how things were and that’s it. 

Kind of bouncing around a little bit. There was a Sunday and my ex girlfriend had called me and she sounded different. She had been drinking and was upset. I convinced her (you should never have to convince someone to see you by the way) to let me come see her so she wasn’t alone. I got there and I had never ever seen this side of her before. The familiar person I knew was not there. This was someone different. She even had said something to the affect that I pushed you away, but you’re still here, why? I didn’t have an answer. Truthfully I was hoping we would get back together. But I sat and listened and let her vent. After the conversation, I broke down too. I was going through some shit like she was. I lost it. 

That was the last day that we had hung out in person. She even had said that I am a difficult person to have a relationship with. I told her the same thing cause it was true. A little bit after that, it was officially over. No chance of getting it back or whatever. It was just done. So what now? I still don’t know. We were still friends on Facebook because I was not ready to delete her yet. But I started going on my day trips and hiking and walking. Exploring new places on my own. It was interesting to me because before it was over, over, she would like my stuff on Facebook. After she just stopped all together. Okay, I didn’t understand, but okay. So I had went to a place that me and her had went and I wanted to conquer it. I didn’t need her taking me there or holding my hand when I had anxiety. I didn’t need anyone except myself. 

Well when I got home, I had posted my pictures from the day and low and behold she liked those posts. Nothing else before or after, just those two posts. To me that was hella weird and confusing. Well eventually I made up my mind to delete her off of Facebook. I didn’t want to see her, her posts, or whatever else she was doing. Why would I want to keep torturing myself like that? I haven’t looked back since. Pun intended. 

I’m not saying it wasn’t hard as hell to do, but I had to do it. I already have all these memories floating around in my head constantly. But why add more by seeing her on Facebook too? I’m still going on my adventures by myself. I’m still trying to figure out what I want to do in life. I’m trying to make everything work. I don’t know if what I’m doing is right. To myself, I think it’s okay so I’m going with it. 

It is very interesting to me the little weird things that happen throughout the day that remind you of places, situations, or memories you have of people. It could be a song, a time of day, or whatever. I want to know why your mind does this to you? Does it think it helps? I have read that you’re supposed to relive memories and then you’re not supposed to. Having a good time with someone and then thinking about it to me is okay. When should you stop thinking about it? I don’t know?  This journey of self discovery is not over, it’s just begun. Sometimes I feel like giving up and just throwing in the towel and be like I’m out. Who knows what will happen next. What I do know is, I’m making my own life, for better or worse. It’s just me, so it’s up to me to do it. I try to tell myself that you only have one life so live it to the fullest. That’s all good and great, but what do you do in the meantime when you’re not living your life to fullest? 

Also I’m throwing this out there. I learned this from a cool ass person. No one gives a shit. No one cares what you do. No one cares where you go. No one cares if you’re okay or not. So fuck it. Now I’m not saying someone out there doesn’t, but you know as well as I do most people don’t. You start to come to realize this as your journey of self begins. You can talk to your friends about everything constantly. Then there’s a point when you start seeing they just don’t want to hear about it anymore. Put yourself in their shoes for a minute. You have this cool ass friend, now they’re constantly depressed and talking about their life and their ex. You probably would reach a point that maybe you can’t mentally take it anymore. We all have limits to how much of another persons life you are able to take. You have your own shit to deal with too. You know like you ask a coworker how they’re doing and you expect them to say fine or okay. You’re not necessarily wanting a full rundown and what’s going on. I think everyone feels that way. Most people just say fine or good and the other person says fine or good then you’re both in your way. Haha. It’s true though, it really is. 

I do realize this one was a lot different than my others and I get it. I have real shit going on. I’m getting it all out. I still have a lot of figuring out to do and I’m working on how exactly to do it. I’m not glamorizing divorce or breakup or living alone. I’m doing this to keep myself living and busy so life isn’t so overwhelming to me. There’s probably going to be more like this. Again I can’t and won’t make excuses. This is me at this moment and time. Those old posts were from a completely different person.  Till next time. 

Inspiration comes from everywhere, you just have to look.

 I have had a part of this poem in my head for a long time. I never knew the name of it or the author. All I had was: do not go gentle into a dying night. Well, it’s not dying light, it’s good night. Well, today I decided to actually look for it and the author. It’s called: Do not go gentle into that good night by Dylan Thomas. For your viewing pleasure. 

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,

Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Weekend Review for 8/29 - 8/30/20. Don’t go chasing waterfalls... Why not?

Well, this weekend I decided that I'm going to go chase a waterfall and not stick to the rivers and lakes I'm used to. I was talking to someone and they had mentioned waterfalls and I'm like, I love waterfalls. I told them that I always see a few waterfalls on Instagram and I never knew the name or location of them. After doing some research, I found Madison Falls. I was originally going to go to these falls when I was going to be in Ocean Shores, but it would have been 3 hours away. Thinking more clearly, I was like I should make this a day trip on the weekend. I downloaded the map and headed out the door. 

 The first stop was breakfast. I went to IHOP. I got my go-to of a ham and cheese omelette, with a side of hashbrowns, and some orange juice. I was feeling very hungry because I had a pit in my stomach. I didn't know what it was from either. Nerves? Who knows. It has also been a struggle getting used to going to a restaurant by myself too. I bring in my book and just read it waiting for my food to arrive. Now, I do know this sounds really lonely and pitiful. Well, you're kind of right, but I also enjoy food and reading, what else am I going to do? I am working on not caring what other people think about me or what I'm doing. If I wan to go to Howie Steaks in Bellevue, by myself, and bring my book, I'm going to. I finished what I could of the breakfast and I headed to the car. I typed in the Edmonds ferry terminal and got a move on. 

 I think I either need to be more or less specific for the GPS, it was taking me to the terminal, but not the line for the ferry. Haha. I had to circle around for a bit and find the beginning of the line. I'm glad I used to live near there for a bit and kind of knew my way or I think the old me would have said fuck it and left. I found the line and sat there, just taking in all the scenery. It was a beautiful day, great weather, for a road trip. I made it on the ferry and I was the last car to be able to board. They put the chocks on my tires and set up the rope. I got out of my car, went right to the edge, and started taking pictures and video.  

 It is difficult to upload photos so I will when I can. I think the photo was amazing. I was walking on all the decks, the sun deck, and the stairs. Now if this would have been months ago, this would not have been happening at all. I am very proud of myself for conquering some fears I have had for a long time. The boat ride was about done, so I went back to the car and got ready to drive. My first stop was Blimpie subs! I have not had a Blimpie sub in years! So when I plot out these day trips, I look for a new restaurant or hole in the wall place to eat. I have found some amazing places already by doing this. The best part is they're local too. So I stopped and waited in line to order. This guy in front of me was like I love Blimpie and I was like me too, and I haven't found one for a really long time. He was like me either, I found one in Seattle behind this gas station once, but it was still really good. We were just going on about Blimpie and how amazing they are. He got his order and was like alright man, you enjoy that Blimpie! I was like you too man! It was awesome. I got my order and headed out the door. 

 I noticed the battery on my phone was getting low because of all the GPS usage. I didn't want to be stranded so I typed in Walmart and headed into downtown Sequim. I walked in and headed towards the electronics section. I found my USB a to USB c cable and headed to the checkouts. The cashier had bright blue hair and lots of tattoos. Cool! My type of people. I was wearing a Friday the 13th t-shirt and my Friday the 13th mask. She was like I love Friday the 13th! I am due in November and November has a Friday the 13th in it. I was like hell yeah that's cool. I said and Halloween will be on a Saturday this year. She's like I want my baby born on the 13th. How cool would that be? I said really cool. A little side thing really quick. If I'm wearing a t-shirt and it has a logo, brand, or character on it that you like, stop me and tell me. Let us geek out for a couple seconds over it. I grabbed my cable and walked out the door. 

 Headed down the highway, there was beautiful scenery on both sides of the car. The fog was still hanging over the mountains and it was just a beautiful day. I got closer to the turnoff and I had noticed a bridge to the right, I was like I am stopping on the way back. I made the turn and made it the really super full parking lot. I had to bust a U-turn and find another place to park. I parked and started grubbing on my amazing Blimpie sub. I was better than I remembered and tasted amazing. I finished my lunch, grabbed my backpack, and started walking towards the trailhead. On the right-hand side of the road, was some beautiful scenery. I had to stop and take some pictures of it. Done with taking pictures I headed to the crowded parking lot and I found the trailhead. 

 I started walking down this amazing path and started snapping as many pictures as I could. I heard the rushing of the water overtake my ears and I followed the sound to the base of the waterfall. I was in awe of it and wanted a closer look. I climbed down the dirt banks and walked over to the edge of the water. I looked up and the sheer size of this waterfall made me feel dizzy with how far up it was. Taking more pictures and the obligatory selfie, I was fulfilled, I was done, and it was time to leave. I walked back and over to where the road was close. I walked around the fence and walked towards a large horse pen. I took some pictures of the horses and kept walking down the road. I didn't know where it leads, but I was like, okay it's time to leave. I went back to the car and was off to see the bridge I saw on the way in. 

 I got to the bridge and there was no walkway across it. I wanted to take pictures of the side of the bride and the water underneath. Instead, I walked to the side of it and took some pictures there. I wanted to walk down to the water, but the cliff was pretty steep. I am being adventurous, but not that much. I walked back to the car and lit up a nice and smooth Black & Mild cigar and was on my merry way. That is my celebratory action now. After I have conquered something, I reward myself with a cigar for the drive home. I made it back to Kingston and boarded the ferry. I decided to sit in the car and read while it was on its journey. We got back to the dock and I made my way home. It was an amazing trip and a day. I will never forget. 

 Sunday I headed out to see the Ballard locks. I made my way to Commodore Park because it said it connected to the locks. I got out and it was kind of sketchy, but I'm being adventurous, what's the worst thing that will happen? I might die? Okay. Moving on I took out my trusty Pixel and started taking pictures. There were so people rowing in the water and lot's of boats too. I walked along the path and followed it till there was a large locked gate blocking the path, with a sign that read, closed due to COVID. Okay, Well I looked across the water and I saw a guy walking around in this area that looked like a park. I thought to myself, well let's check it out. I looked on the map and there was indeed a park so I walked back to the car and was off trying to find it. I never did find the park, but the journey was fun. I decided to call it a day and headed home. Even if the path leads nowhere, at least you can say you tried and didn't give up on yourself. Make your own happiness, make your own adventures, and don't wait for someone to tell you it's okay. I'm telling you it's okay to go out and do it. till next time. 

Back In The Saddle Again.

  I have not been on blogger in so long! It's way overdue. I have been listening to a podcast called New Mindset, Who Dis? Podcast check it out it's pretty cool. Anyways, listening it's saying that just do you and what you want to do. I love blogging, I just stopped and haven't thought about it for a long time. Well, I'm here now so let's go!

    I have been through a lot of stuff in the last couple of months. My life has changed in more ways than one. I'll get into it, but for right now I want to talk about the growth that I have been doing lately. I am finding myself and who I really am. What do I like to do? What do I want to do with my life? I am still figuring all that out. I have recently been forcing myself to go on these day trips. Seeing all these new places and visiting old ones again. Through this journey, I find myself no longer forcing it, I'm looking forward to it. 

    I conquered the Deception Pass bridges. I have driven for hours to just see a waterfall. I conquered my fear of ferries. I hiked 7 miles on the Diablo Lake trail! I love taking photos and I have been taking a lot of them lately. 

    I was so scared of this bridge when I first went there that I stopped halfway, held on to the railing, and wouldn’t let go. I had to get out of there. Well, I don’t know how long it’s been, but I went back and I was going to conquer it no matter what how I did it. Yeah, it’s still scary as shit, but I just walked and looked around and I did it. I even stopped halfway to take that selfie you see. I knelt down and took more pictures. 

    I felt proud and accomplished of myself. I was there by myself, no one was with me. I have been trying to get used to being on my own now and that’s still really hard for me to adjust to. I have made a hotel reservation for myself in Ocean Shores. While I’m down there, I made myself a tattoo appointment and I might be driving to Oregon too. I have a lot of fun stuff planned, it’s just waiting for those days to come while I’m stuck at work and not wanting to be there. 

     I still fully believe that everything happens for a reason and you might never know the reason, or it will take a while for you to figure it out. I still have a lot of questions about everything that has happened and I know that I need to make a closure for myself, no one else will be able to provide closure. I could ask my ex tons of questions and she might be like I’m not telling you shit. So what would that do? It would make it even worse than it was. So make your own closure. MAKE YOURSELF HAPPY! No one is going to do it for you. It’s hard, but that’s really the only option you have. I try not to dwell on the past, but for me, it is easier said than done.