You ever have a best friend you lived with go and kill herself in the desert because she was battling depression, but nobody including the police helicopters could find her for 100 days so you're not sure if she is alive or dead or what, but when they finally do find her the coyotes had been there first, many times... so then you keep wondering if one of the coyotes that ate your dead friend is out there still, and she's a part of them now, living on as a coyote? That ever happen to you? Don't you hate that? I do.more

Lonely midnight drives to Klamath Falls (the best day of my life)more