i lived on the pointy one farthest to the right.

why am i never entirely content in one place? i spent the last year in colorado, beautiful, sunny colorado where the weather is nearly always perfect even when it's raining or snowing. i was so anxious to start school in fort worth. i was anxious to finish the job there because it was hard. i was ready for civilization and "real life." what was i thinking? not that i'm disappointed about life now. i'm not, actually there are some really exciting things happening and school is great. i've met some wonderful people in fort worth and a lot of opportunities have come up to spend time with old friends. but texas is not colorado. first of all it's hot here, duh. secondly there are no mountains hence no snowboarding, ski towns, ski resorts, mountain coffee shops, or cabins with fireplaces. you can't hot tub comfortably for five months of the year in texas, and white water rafting is non-existent.

so, i don't miss the job i had and honsetly i don't miss living on the side of a mountain as beautiful as it was. i miss the accessibility to beautiful places and to the kind of recreation i enjoy.

i need to learn how to be content wherever i am though don't i?. there are redeemable aspects to living anywhere, right? maybe, haha, i don't know. perhaps you can sympathize if you spent one year living your fantasy and then you had to move back. i didn't have to by the way, i chose to. that might leave less room for me to complain. though i don't feel like i'm complaining, i'm more expressing what i've been thinking about. any advice? basically the plan is to finish out school over the next two and a half years and then move back to colorado! we'll see what God has to say about that one, eh? i guess i could be anywhere three years from now.