Everything about the eatery was perfect, and everything about me that day was falling apart. I was dealing with major in the moment fear of missing out anxiety. That terrible, anxious feeling I get where I question my experience while I am experiencing it, wondering if I'm having enough fun - when that question alone takes all the fun out of it.

We had planned to go hiking at Smith Rock that day, but I knew that with how much pain I was in, it would be impossible. Yet, we still wanted to see the beautiful Smith Rock park, so Bowerbird drove us in that direction while I slept in the passenger seat. I think I was asleep for 2 hours before I woke up while we happened to drive past an Alpaca farm.