I do believe that I may start writing on here again. But 1st, I will read some old stuff. See where my head was and how far I’ve come.
But as of now… I’m flip-flopping from Wow, this is Great! to I Hate Denver & wouldn’t mind being murdered in my sleep.
Which is possible because I sleep in parking lots under a tarp in the bed of my truck.
Yet it is very unlikely with a Marine combat veteran sleeping in the cab on a hair-trigger of restlessness.
As I write, clouds cover the skies while rain continues to tease. Bored of sitting and watching movies, much less through a cracked cellphone screen.
One knee in the sun…
The rain stopped…I’m gonna go outside.
This is the 28th day in Colorado.
1:29pm, Sunday, 6.23.2019