Found respite in a good place along el rio Concho.
Water is life, and there seemed somehow a higher quality of it here.
I was welcomed and refreshed.
The other story is that I drank or ate something that disagreed
And became sick. I spent most of the night awake and uneasy.
Driving out, I could not help but see the fields and trees littered with plastic.
Water is life, and there seemed somehow a higher quality of it here.
I was welcomed and refreshed.
The other story is that I drank or ate something that disagreed
And became sick. I spent most of the night awake and uneasy.
Driving out, I could not help but see the fields and trees littered with plastic.
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