I’m going on a road trip from Michigan to Arizona in a few months and am so excited. We’re going to try and gun it to Denver CO in one night to stay with my aunt and then head to the grand canyon from there. After that we’re going to Zion national park where ‘127 hours’ guy had to cut his arm off. No plans other than that (for now) but we’re going to have a crazy time. Things are going too well for me right now and I’m starting to get suspicious. The only bad thing I can think of is basically every friend I make in Ann Arbor ends up moving to a different state, I live in such a transient city.
had a shitty day at work only to come home and have my mom call me to say my grandpa was put in hospice and only has days maybe even just hours to live. I haven’t seen him in 2 years and he’s in Florida, I feel like an asshole. In my head I try and justify not seeing him by telling myself “he had Alzheimer’s and didn’t know who you were anyways” but that’s not working right now.
this has been stuck in my head since sunday’s Game of Thrones
(Source: theholdsteady.net, via shrine-of-the-many-faced-god)
