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Wednesday, April 13, 2005


Was fantastic. Going to Colorado always feels like coming home, but I've never loved being there quite this much. I felt like it could be my city, and I could fit in and love it. Boulder, too. I'd always felt a bit weird and out-of-place there, because I came from hippie roots, but I'm not really part of that anymore. But this time, I realized I could be whoever I really was there. And maybe reconnect with the hippie roots.

And it was wonderful to be around friends again. Like spending the whole weekend enveloped in a warm hug.

And Ethiopian food? I can't wait to move there.


Blogger Meg said...

I love Denver. I'd move there in a second if given the chance.

12:58 PM  
Blogger metrogeekboy said...

Colorado is just gorgeous, no matter when you go. So so so glad you had a good vacation and a good time refreshing yourself. Boulder is indeed a hippie place to be. But so laid back. I didn't sense a lot of judging going on there. Now Colorado Springs...different story dude. Home of "Focus on the Family" - scary peeps, them folks!

9:10 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

charity says:
aw ellie, I can't say it enough, we want you here too!!!!

3:49 PM  

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