During a welcome beat of my new-found stride, I went on a hike with some badass ladies tonight. We hike fast up the “M” in Bozeman. It’s like the “M” in Missoula… same same, but different. Montanans love putting letters on mountains. Afterwards, we hung out on a bench and talked and watched in horror … Continue reading I accept.
It’s a troubling time of wanting to go back. To anything, everything. Two of our dearest Missoula friends are in Jackson right now, at the Bike-In Movies: The poster was designed by moi… which makes it even harder not being there. Talking with Sarah on the phone, telling her where to go around town, I … Continue reading wanting to go back to jackson, saturday, greece, italy and then wanting to go back to now.
A great night of friends and laughs and cheese conies and then the news of Osama Bin Laden. Talking, eating, discussing, laughing, eating more. Then, driving home, a message from a friend who had left earlier. – Hey, I was just listening to the news about Bin Laden. It’s just crazy to remember sitting in … Continue reading thankfulness in celebrating.