It was sunny in the mountains today. Sunny and warm. Some people find those to be synonymous, but that's not the case in Woodland Park. Many winter days are very, very sunny while it's a frigid twenty degrees Fahrenheit outside. But it's Spring now, and though we'll get sporadic snow flurries, when the sun is out it's more likely for it to be honestly warm. Well, warm for here. Warm for Woodland Park's inhabitants who've had a long at least five months of dry, windy, dreadful winter. The highs are fifties to sixties and lows are a whopping thirty to forty, these spring days. Blades of grass are shooting up everywhere, as if overnight. One day of melted snow and suddenly you have a lawn. It's sad to think I'll be leaving this state when it's at its most comfortable and beautiful.
Sometimes I regret having not taken any in-state schools into consideration. I do like being here. And by "here" I certainly don't mean Woodland Park, specifically, but this state. I like being in this state called Colorado and I like being in this state of mind and state of being. (See what I did there?) I'm comfortable here. I'm happy here. But no. No, no. I'm not getting away from here because I don't like it, but because there's more opportunity for me elsewhere. The fields I want to become successful in are bustling in places that aren't anywhere near here. Some may call it unfortunate, but I was raised too big for this state. I was given too much ambition to stay comfortable.
It was sunny in the mountains today. Very sunny. Partly because it's spring, partly because we're so high in elevation so the sun is closer and partly because Colorado has about one hundred and fifty sunny days a year making it one of the sunniest places in the country. I'll just have to remember that when I'm wherever I'll be that that bright, rocky-mountain sun is the same one that shines everywhere. I'll never be too distant from here that I've come to love.
Sometimes I regret having not taken any in-state schools into consideration. I do like being here. And by "here" I certainly don't mean Woodland Park, specifically, but this state. I like being in this state called Colorado and I like being in this state of mind and state of being. (See what I did there?) I'm comfortable here. I'm happy here. But no. No, no. I'm not getting away from here because I don't like it, but because there's more opportunity for me elsewhere. The fields I want to become successful in are bustling in places that aren't anywhere near here. Some may call it unfortunate, but I was raised too big for this state. I was given too much ambition to stay comfortable.
It was sunny in the mountains today. Very sunny. Partly because it's spring, partly because we're so high in elevation so the sun is closer and partly because Colorado has about one hundred and fifty sunny days a year making it one of the sunniest places in the country. I'll just have to remember that when I'm wherever I'll be that that bright, rocky-mountain sun is the same one that shines everywhere. I'll never be too distant from here that I've come to love.
"Colorado Rocky Mountain high
I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky
The shadow from the starlight is softer than a lullaby
Rocky Mountain high
And the Colorado Rocky Mountain high
I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky
You can talk to God and listen to the casual reply
Rocky Mountain high "
- John Denver
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