…while driving I see something and think, “Man, that’s beautiful!” without stopping and taking a photo. Then a few minutes later I chastise myself for not taking the time to get a photo. Then the fricken’ cycle repeats itself.

This usually occurs when I’m on a gotta’ get there 60 hour blast across country by myself. Or at least that’s what it is in my eff’d up mind anyway.

Stupid me.