I’m sad to say that my ski season has come to a premature end. The winter is just catching wind out here in the mountains, but I have to hang my helmet and say goodbye to a sport I’ve come to love. This Saturday I will no longer be able to consider myself a local. I’m moving out, hitting the road, and preparing for my next life adventure out East, which is the real reason I started a blog. Until then I will continue to practice denial and go about my days as if nothing is really changing. Saturday is flexing its fist, getting ready to punch me in the face with a reality check.
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| Last day skiing with my friend, Jordan, at Breckenridge Mountain |
