on the road...again...kerouac style...

except i am not train-hopping to texas...now that would be true to the dharma bum style...i have too much crap that would prohibit me from jumping on the train...i might lose my greek text or something...

as i bid farewell to the rocky mountains, i have to admit - this has been an incredible season of goodness...the hospitality of friends - starting with aaron then on to derek - has been overwhelming...what people have given to me, whether it be housing, a meal, a laugh, river fishing - even a beer...it has been a string of memories and blessings that i will never forget...

i have learned that we never arrive...each day is a new thing that never gets us to a place of arrived-ness...i have quit expecting to arrive...instead i wake up wondering what breathing will lead me toward...so far today it has lead me to laundry, packing, and thankfulness...


so, farewell sweet mountains...hello sweet texas - see you in the morning...