I stand by the Oxford comma.
The trip was eight months ago, now. But nevermind the wait. We drove the coast — the famous PCH — from San Diego to San Francisco, with just a few hundred miles of detours along the way.
This one isn’t a lecture. It’s not well written, and there’s not much of a story. This is just a handful of photos, taken on a crisp fall day at Bushkill Falls.
See, I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately. Anxiety keeps me up. Last night, I read some poetry. It…