However, this is a moment of transition and I shall therefore carve out a sliver of time for collaborating with the thoughts inside my head.
Ready?
I've moved to Denver.
As I'm sure you've heard me gripe, fighting through frigid winters has never been my predilection. Trapping someone indoors who lives to exist in the open air is standard faire in the north but that makes it no more palatable to me.
My knee jerk response to an inquiry about my hobbies has always been to rattle off "hiking, biking and kayaking". But when you consider that the streets, rivers and trees up north are buried under a solid layer of ice and snow for the majority of the year, it quickly becomes clear that I needed a redirection of hobbies or locale.
Knowing that another season of cabin fever would result in more angst than the world needs, I sent carrier pigeons to the far corners of my world and was accepted for a Denver based internship before I'd even applied.
And so here I am!
Footloose and fancy free
On my own
Reaching into the unknown
No looking back
Only moving forward
Whittling myself a new life
For now.
Until the winds change.
