Over four months since my last posting and what better time to do so as I rip across the sky in an aluminum can at 38,000 feet. Embarking on yet another desert adventure, seeking the peace, tranquility and connectedness that seems to come to me whenever I venture from Minneapolis.
I have been in a depressed state. An inner voice is calling, yet am not ready to follow; so I go through the motions, dulled, monotonous , mundane.
Cross roads are approaching, a change is on the horizon…I have felt it for awhile. I am restless. Uncertain.
I have been through this all before.
My mind is clouded with too many thoughts. I stare out the window and look out over the snow covered Colorado Rockies.
The West is calling to me again. A dose of 15 days will bring some satisfaction; it will ease the yearning and satisfy the desire.
It makes me shutter... 