After breakfast out I went for a walk to look for photoblogging options, ran out of steam and had to spend bus money to get back, briefly did some photo work, and then hard crashed into a dead sleep for… four three hours, until just now.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
After breakfast out I went for a walk to look for photoblogging options, ran out of steam and had to spend bus money to get back, briefly did some photo work, and then hard crashed into a dead sleep for… four three hours, until just now.