Day Five Hundred & Fourteen

Colorado...

Oh, Colorado...
Photo credits: My Mom or Dad

Day Five Hundred & Fourteen
Tuesday, November 1st 2011

I sat down & wrote a few letters today, one to my mother, & one to my dear friend Rachel. After doing so, I feel a little better about my future. In a very sweet email, my Mom said a few things that resonate very clearly with me. The first was “Don't worry so much,” & the second, “You are very much like Dad & something will fall into your lap.” I'm taking this to heart, & it's like a breath of fresh air. I don't think anyone has actually given me permission & a reason not to worry before. Good things do tend to come my way (& to those that wait, so it's fitting that I still have another eight months or so here in the Gobi).

I've been doing some thinking lately, & perhaps graduate school isn't in my immediate future. However, I have come to like the idea more & more of moving to Colorado. Perhaps my eyes are tired & weary from the desert landscape. Perhaps they thirst for something mountainous, where errant glances out of windows yield postcard-quality picturesque views. Perhaps it's that Colorado is the healthiest state in the U.S. Perhaps it's that my family visits there frequently enough that I would never be left missing them for too long. I like this idea.

A few things come to mind after Peace Corps, the first of which being that I need to go to both Minnesota as well as Colorado to visit family & to spend time with my family. It's when September rolls around that I start to wonder what will happen. Perhaps the best thing for me to do is find a job (or reacquire an old one), work for a while, & in six months to a year, I'll have had sufficient enough time to research jobs & apartments in a new area, whereby I can rent myself a good old U-Haul & drive off into the sunset à la some western B movie.

Or there's always Europe...