Despite Despair

Sometimes you've got to get out. Out from the traps and contrivances. Out from the assumptions and roles. Where we come from is a graveyard of another time. Huddled alongside the lonely Wasatch Front, Utah County feels like a place that was never meant to survive in the 21st century. The city twists it's ugly face to the future with arrogance and incomprehension. She is nearly frozen on the tracks as time speeds down like a train, bearing the burden of momentum of her terrible judgment; unstoppable