It’s been a little over a month since my move to this new state, and since then, I have made a few new friends, found a job, and kind of(sort of maybe but not really) figured out my footing.
I’m still getting to know the town, and learning about some of the aspects of living here, but so far, I feel like I have made the right choice.
People are so much nicer over here, and honestly I think it’s the fresh air. Strangers smile at you, bus drivers tell you to have a good day, and even cashiers in the little groceries try to make conversation with you. It’s not creepy, even though I sort of made it out to seem like that, but people are just genuine here and the community is tight. It’s extremely difficult to be mean to them. It’s a complete 360 from the drunken tourists that I get the displeasure of “experiencing” in Vegas on a daily basis.
The mountains are really a good place for a fresh start. The fortune teller was right when she told me I needed the mountains in Colorado (but that’s a story for another day.) Hiking definitely takes a toll on your legs, but its good for the soul. You get a lot of thinking done during hikes, you have time for reflection and even catching up with your hiking buddy- which is also your roommate, (so I really don’t understand how we still have the need to catch up!) Aside from the mental peacefulness it brings, it’s also a great workout and does good things to your butt. There’s so many things you can do here in the mountains. People would always be hiking, camping or biking, plus the view is undeniably amazing!
I love you, Colorado.