Voyeuristic Raccoons

Mornings. There are mornings and there are Mornings. This was the latter…or the prior, I forget which. The point is, it was morning. Early, dark, not quite as hot as to make you puke, but still hot. Rather than going to work I took the day off to hit the trails, cuz sometimes you just have to say “Fuck it, dude. I’m hitting the trails.” … Continue reading Voyeuristic Raccoons