I hate to make assumptions but how can I not?
Looks can be deceiving but how should I know it ain’t the truth?
There’s no substance or at least it’s been hidden from me.
But not you, she shows you whatever you want.
Foolish perspective from both of us.
I can’t stop, I won’t stop my anger, it has to flow.
What will I do?
This past weekend I got to spend the night up in Steamboat Springs. One night was worth the three hour drive. There is just something special about being up there. It’s more than the altitude, the overflowing rivers, and the unimpeded view of the stars.
It’s calming, it’s rejuvenating, it helps a person re-align their priorities to start again.
Cheers to the next moment, photograph, and story.