it's just that i love utah, with its red rocks and mountaintops. i love the way long winters explode into blossoming spring and how dry summers make you crave shave ice from Lani's. i love that every single fall i am convinced that i have never seen anything so beautiful in my life. and i even love the surprises of winter (broken elbows, broken heaters, fields of diamond-snow, etc). i love the good humans here. i love family parties on sundays and babysitting baby cousins. i love the familiarity and the constant discovery of new goodness.
i'm leaving this place in 8 weeks. EIGHT WEEKS!
that means i only have 7 more weekends to kayak/canyoneer/camp/hike/backpack/stare at the mountains. that also means that i only have 50 more days to play scrabble with my parents and 50 more nights to sleep in a queen-size bed.
i'm committing myself to wholeheartedly love the place where i'm at, so for 50 more days i will love utah more than any other place on earth. and then i will learn to love ohio (but not any sooner).
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I like this. Babysteps (all the puns intended) & being present. FIFTY DAYS OF BLISS. or something like that.
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