'I didn't know what I was supposed to be doing with my young life. I was nineteen, deeply spiritually conflicted, and had recently flunked out of a state vocational school. I had only made it halfway through the second semester, returning to my hometown in failure after having rashly sworn an oath before Jesus that'd I'd never return.' So begins Western Starlands, the existentialist road trip opus that will escort you to a time you've forgotten you've been missing. Hugh Sheehy says 'Here are friends like the ones you had, or like the ones you wished for. Here are places you used to know and dream about. Here's the journey you longed to make, here's a chance you should have taken.'
