Your forever is showing as far as the eye can see.

I slept in Colby, Kansas. An "oasis in the plains" as it calls itself. driving from Russell at night wasn't enjoyable, my stereo keeps deciding when it wants to work. It was gratifying to get back on the road after seeing the flat terrain at night. So Kansas was supposed to be flat, western Kansas and eastern Colorado was, oh wow, flat.

Timing was exceptional

Maybe I just kid myself
looking for something else
Maybe you just blame yourself
looking for someone better
Maybe I'll just kill myself
looking for something else
Maybe you just blame yourself
looking for somewhere better

I left you at the most crucial point
and you left me with no choice
but to agree with what you wanted to be
When did you decide
for both of us, we were through
Now I'm left with this
jaded point of view

Maybe I just kid myself
looking for someone else
Maybe you just blame yourself
looking for somewhere better
Maybe I'll just kill myself
looking for something else
Maybe you just blame yourself
looking for someone better


It isn't fair that I'm the one
to care now
You can't change and I'm left to rearrange my life somehow

When I entered Colorado I failed to see the color that she sign suggested would be there. What I did see in Colorado were warnings that the 75mph speed limit is monitored by aircraft, no joke. I have not seen a cop ever since the motorcycle escorts for the funeral I saw.

Colorado was exceptionally flat. Usually I get the mental image of mountains of course, but the east was treeless except for planted spruce to act as wind and snow barriers.

The rainshadow makes it so there is so little rain and most has to be irrigated, You cant tell from the road but the crops are planted in circles and irrigated on a pivot. The corn is being harvested now, and I saw snow on the ground in some places.

When you are done with a truck, or combine, or train, you just leave it to rust and fade away. It would have been cool to see this train with graffiti on the entire mile stretch, but there are no people to do this.

This sunflower crop is withered and dry, but just imagine if it were mid season and in full bloom!

All of a sudden, the highway came up over a small hill and on the other side were mountains.

My jaw dropped straight away. They are made even more beautiful from the dramatic flatness encountered on the way.

Denver was not too far from the point that I started seeing the mountains and I was surprised to realize that the city was almost completely flat, just east of the Rockies and not amongst them. Midas had such brilliant lights.

I learned from somewhere that Denver had the worst rush hour, but this was Sunday evening right. Uh, still 18...18 lanes of traffic with stopped cars.

Of course I found the Santa Fe arts district, but of course everything is closed. Vertigo gallery looks amazing and has art to my taste. It is only open Wednesday through Saturday. I emailed the place to try and get them to open it by appointment, but no luck yet.


There is nothing to do here Sunday, and Monday the museums are closed so I decided to drive north through Boulder to Rocky Mountain National Park. Boulder is similiar to Carmel if Carmel were modern and not classically tasteful with its brick buildings and streets.

Once I got out and away from Boulder and all the other suburbs the highway went up a cliff overlooking all the lights. Not familiar with the roads, and at 65mph, the curvy, narrow road that followed a cliff that had no barricades was scary as hell.

I knew the mountains were beside me the whole time and couldn't see anything. I stopped amongst a scenic road as soon as I saw them, the stars.

The only thing to do was to look up at the beauty and behold the clarity. The air was so fridgid and the wind was fierce.


I am in the Rocky Mountains just outside Rocky Mountain National Park and the stars, the stars are so beautiful I cannot even begin to describe them. The mountains on all sides of me contain the light and I am surrounded by the overwhelming presence of the darkness caste by them. As I look up the only light is from all of the stars in the night’s sky. I wish you were here to see them with me. I shed a tear and dropped my jaw when I saw them contained within the mountains darkness. You for one know that I am hard to please and rarely get excited, but this, this is overwhelming and real. I am sorry you are not here to see this with me. I am to blame for how messed up our lives are now. I am told that you care for me, but can’t tell me so yourself. I wish that weren’t the case. I would love to not just share publicly, but talk to you about how great things have been on my journey, I want to share my thoughts with you. I want to give peace to my mind and maybe give you peace as well. I am so happy at what is in front of me at this very moment, chill in the air and all. The further I trek the more real this journey gets and I am made happier by what is there and sadder by what is not. I do not intend to stir up quarrels, ask why, or whisper sweet nothings, I would just very much like to share my comfort with you in hopes that that may give you comfort as well. I want you to be happy, and I understand why all of this is happening. You would be surprised to know that a simple, I still care about you, would accomplish so much.
I love you.