I arrived at an undisclosed location in Joshua Tree at what felt like the corner of No Where Street and I'm Lost Avenue. After shutting everything off, I stepped outside, closed the door, and all the clutter disappeared. Feelings of tranquility hit me as I suddenly realized the noise had been subdued. Beautiful sounds of silence began to displace the distractions. I drew another breath in and watched the moisture from my lungs fill the air around me. The Florescent Gods were no longer towering above me and it was such a liberating feeling. There was no more pressure from seemingly important tasks that were more trivial than I tend to realize. It was as if there was a big reset button on the top of the head and someone pressed it. I really started to wonder how we can work ourselves tirelessly to support such lavish lifestyles and at the end of the day, expect to have enough energy to really enjoy it all. It's as if we preoccupy ourselves with material possessions to impress others and even our own self, and then flock to social media to brag about how well off we are. Meanwhile I'm standing out in the middle of nowhere, watching the sky transform before me, and things couldn't be more perfect.