It's cold here in Boulder, but it doesn't bother me. It amazes me how much I miss it here. Things change though and what I miss the most is last summer, one of the best times of my life. Even if I moved back here things are different. People have moved, lives have changed. It would still be amazing if I moved back but it would be a different experience. Being here makes me realize how I want to hold on to the past in so many ways. To keep a grip on heaven but heaven is whatever I make of it. Yes I was in a sort of paradise last year but I can be in paradise again, here or anywhere else. Sitting here at my favorite Boulder cafe on the computer it's almost like I've never left but I have and in my heart I don't know where I belong anymore, maybe thats where I'm supposed to be. I've always felt like I should be the eternal wonderer and maybe I should.
