I stuck out my thumb, my shadow on the run. The road brings freedom and I am free, to make me what I want to be. Joey and I set out after class on friday. Two packs, boots, and a dog, we were going to get somewhere. Where? We didn't really know. Besides, the journey is the destination. It wasn't long before a couple from durango scooped us up. Grateful Dead tunes swam from the speakers as we watched the road begin to pass us by. After a few minutes they dropped us off at the mouth of gorgeous Taylor [View Full Entry]

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SICK! DAY Iridescent pearls magnetize downwards A delicious frosting caked Here, Heaven flips upside down Fluffing ground beneath me Black buckets rotate above Pouring persons into play place Perpendicular Popsicle planks Sink fangs into powder Carving symbolic infinity Runs slice tress, reminiscent Of an adolescent’s first shave Frost fangs bite, winds screams As Mother Nature models her best dress I am nature, and we flow [View Full Entry]

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Im back in Gunni having just finished my week of school. I am scheduled for seven class and nineteen credit hours. For those who don't speak college-lingo that translates to ungodly busy. I am studying: Environmental Biology (with lab) Outdoor Recreation and Leisure Creative Writing (Poetry) Intermediate Spanish Spanish Literature and Language Environmental Studies Campus is buzzing with the new year, filled with opportunities and fun. I am planning on volunteering at an after-hours ESL project for people in town who want learn english. Should be a great opportunity to meet some sp [View Full Entry]

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Returning to Colorado has proven to be a continuation of my grand adventures, and a nonstop inspiration for insights. Its when I return to home-base; my world of familiarity that I really am provided insight into what happened while I was away. As I fought armies of traffic and navigated the concrete jungle of cherry creek, I finally made my way to the mall. As I stepped into the seemingly diamond studded structure before me, the mixed aroma of Cinna-bon and perfume greeted my nose. I am home. Standing, in what for me, represents the the cornerstone American lifestyle, (consumerism [View Full Entry]

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Being solo for the first time in an enormous foreign city breeds a great deal of reflection, contemplation, and i pie slice of loneliness. Yesterday at 6 am I made farewell to Todos Santos and the family who so graciously cared for me. The night before was one chock full of emotion, as an uncle returned home to Todos Santos after 15 years away working in the United States. After three days of illegal travel in the bellies of busses he arrived in Todos Santos to be introduced to a generation if his family never before introduced. As I sat in [View Full Entry]

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