Leaving Las Vegas

Trying to wrap my mind around the past five years and what it all meant. I’ve got nothing. Except for this excerpt from one of my favorite books, by one of my favorite authors:

“Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run…but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant.”

– Hunter S. Thompson, “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas”