These last two weeks have been busy. We’ll start from the top!
My good friend (not just my friend, I’m qualifying her with “good”) Amy came to visit. Yay, visitors! It’s a good thing she isn’t one of the regular readers of this blog (i.e. she isn’t me), because I’m about to make fun of her a ton, and call her a ginger. Just kidding, Amy, you don’t have red hair! I lie, she totally does. The kind that gets complimented by total strangers. I suppose if you take into account my stunning good looks, she and I are quite similar in that regard, getting complimented by random folk alllllll the time, to the point that it almost gets a little old. I know, girl at the checkout counter, I am incredibly attractive and have fantastic eyebrows, tell me something the gas station attendant didn’t already tell me today! I digress.
Amy visited. We’ve lived somewhat parallel lives in that we worked together in Chicago, and then I told her all about how I wanted to leave and go to Colorado, and she was all like, Hey, that’s a good idea, Liam, I am going to steal it and then she got a job in Omaha, Nebraska, and moved out of the state before I was able to. It was like a friendly punch to the face. But then I got a job out here in Colorado, and moved, and all is well. So we’ve both been in new states, with new friends, new surroundings, lots of bike riding (you’re welcome) and it was good to catch up and hear how our lives have been similar since their previous intersection in the middle of 2012.
We hoped for good spring weather, and we got GREAT weather. For skiing.
Inches upon inches of snow fell, but that didn’t stop us from being awesome, eating sushi, hiking through snow, climbing trees, driving into RMNP, and enjoying ourselves thoroughly.
When I dropped her off at the airport and sobbed the entire drive home, completely unable to see where I was going through all the tears and gasping but simply listening for the nearby honks and not running into them, I realized it’s not necessarily Chicago that I miss, when I “miss Chicago.” It’s my friends.