Collecting Part 2: By the seashore and the edge of consciousness.

A seagull feather, and pink coral that washed up on shore while I was tripping on hongos in the very polluted gulf coast. The significance exists in the color and mindset I found them in. I was overwhelmed with guilt of failed family and love relationships, friendships, and my own relationship with myself. In my more recent past, I chose a path when I came to a fork in my life and I have just been wandering/(wondering)ever since. Dead crabs emerged from my findings and a need for direction came after that.