That's what I feel like every morning during the week. When I walk out to my car, the mountains are lit up by the rich light emanating from the rising sun. As I head east toward school, the view in my rearview and sideview mirrors can be a little distracting to say the least. The mountains, they call to me...
I get the same feeling everyday! It is depressing, but it makes the weekends that much for special!
ReplyDeleteIt's even worse when you live below the foothills of Boulder. They fill your view, calling...beckoning.
ReplyDeleteOnce you've put in all those years and retirement is upon you, you will be able to spend every day driving East instead of West.
ReplyDeleteYes they do, David, Yes they do! Life is worth waiting for the call of the weekend!
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