What the fuck kind of bullets do you use against existential dread: Las Vegas and Santa Fe, day seven

Not much to tell today. I woke up at 3, left at 4, and made my way to Santa Fe during an exceptionally gorgeous sunrise.

I did the best I could do with the photos, given that I was driving

It was a ten hour drive. Uneventful until Albuquerque, where I hit a metric fuck ton of traffic, and then there I was, Santa Fe. 

I got in at about 3, drove around to see where I was, got back to my hotel at 4, took a nap until 8:30, talked to Derek until 10, and went back to sleep until the next day. 

The next day is Meow Wolf: House of Eternal Return. The second best day of my trip.