Sedona Sneak-away

I sneaked away and rode red dirt a couple of days. All that color and beauty on Sedona’s west side passed through my retinas; neurons fired and chemicals flowed, while I pedaled away the hours.

We all are wires and juices and skin and bones and muscles, etc, etc, etc. Sometimes the bio-psycho-chemical gets off balance.

Human.

Nature.

Trying to keep it balanced, is all we can do.