so this was a spur of the moment shot through my windshield, but since i spent the day at disneyland, this is what i have for my second to last day. i don't mind for once. i love roads and mist and not knowing where i'm going. i love that field that they're tearing up to build more suburban stucco houses. i will miss driving through the fog in the early morning with my sister in the passenger seat half asleep and listening to sufjan stevens. it's a strange thing to feel lost and found at the same time.