It seems the more time i spend working on projects and papers that I know aren't really relevant to the direction my life is going to take the less motivation i have and the more i just want to get up and go outside. I just spent all day sitting in my room working on a paper for my philosophy class. ....the class that doesnt fulfill my core requirement. the class that literally counts for nothing other than destroying my GPA. it did help me learn something though, it reassured me that the more that i realize what i enjoy in life the more i need to make sure that is what i end up following in this crazy path im on. Right now, i really want to travel. Not sure where to but i just want to get up and go somewhere new. I want to experience something different. Here are a few photos from my travels in the past few years.

somewhere between phoenix and texas:



california/mexico border:



pismo: