Woke up today feeling darned close to amazing. I did have a bit of a headache, but it went away as I got up and moving. It's cold up here, so I huffed to to my classes sucking on more vitamin C. As I finished classes and went to lunch, I was lucky enough to get a window seat, and stared out at the Canadian Coastal mountain range. There looked to be fresh snow on some of the peaks, and I pretty much remembered my love of winter, snow, and the mountains right there. I immediately grew incredibley restless, thinking "How in the world and I gonna get out of here?" Being a college kid is rough enough, but it's even rougher when you have somewhat of an adventurous spirit and want to see the world. I put on Switchfoot's album "Beautiful Letdown" and just looked at creation, and I wanted to see it all. I thought of dropping all my classes, taking "W's" on all of them, and moving to Sandpoint, Idaho. Or maybe Bozeman, Montana. I thought of Jackson Hole, Wyoming, and finally settled on Winter Park, Colorado. Yeah, there's no mountains back east. Sorry. Ya'll may think they're mountains, but they're just big hills.
I love mountains. And going fast down them.
HEHE. I get the giggles. Who wants to be adventurous with me? I'm thinking of maybe going to Alberta at some point...been there twice and loved it both times...
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