I'm wearing my new "Life Is Good" ball cap... hoping the mantra will rub off on my spoiled rotten brain. This post comes to you from back in Lovely Ouray... Mouse's Chocolates, to be exact. I felt a need for comfort food on this Pennsylvania Grey day... a ginormous Scrap Cookie and an (intravenous) frothy topped, tall-boy triple shot latte... with gooey carmel and dark chocolate syrup. You say "addict;" I say "coping mechanism."
Outside Mouse's squeaky clean window wind drives snowflakes to swirl about like killer bees looking for a target. I prefer friendly "Have a nice day" snow, those lazy silver dollar flakes that fall vertically and gently and wets chapped lips like a good ole doggy kiss... or a hungry lover; take your pick (there goes my PG rating).
Today, The Crevice is quite a contrast from our week spent in the wide open, sunny and warm boondocks near Moab, Utah. We came home just in time to face down a wet Pacific stormstorm that's supposed to hammer southwest Colorado for the next couple days. The leading edge arrives as I type; see?
Thus Mouse's Chocolates, a tag-team of Sugar and Caffeine to soften my mood from angry... to resigned... to complete loving acceptance of my glass half full... of... well, Sugar and Caffeine. It could be the drugs talking but I'm feeling better so who cares (he says as he polishes off the last of his tall boy triple shot). And this feeling is perfectly legal, unlike the ones back in college (I wonder if I'm as flushed in the face as I feel?)
I sense my eventual crash will be rough so I affirm to "live in the Now" until then... at which time I will sneak back to last week.
come sneak with me
back to Utah's color and warmth
where swirls of soft serve slickrock
ice cream smooth
roll on and on and on
for mountain bikers
You say "harsh light;" I say "edgy contrast."
Damn, the Life Is Good Hat must be working.
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