We could take a trip to the animal zoo. . .

and laugh at all the funny things that animals do.





It's crazy to think that the school year is almost over. I'm basically a quarter of the way done with college.


I remember this time last year, going through all the goodbyes and senior circles and grad parties, and now there are new people doing all those things. And it makes me feel kind of unproductive. Do I need to be doing more to complete the end of the year? Should I be more stressed? Am I missing something?


I realized that other day that I basically view everyone in the world as coming from Littleton. No matter how different people are, for some reason I still picture them all growing up in the same town that I grew up in. I've just gotten so used to growing up the same people, that when I meet someone from somewhere else, I just don't seem to acknowledge it.


I was driving today and thinking about how weird it is to love a place. Ft. Collins is the same as Littleton basically. Both have grass and trees and roads. King Soopers is still where you buy groceries. So why is that when I am driving here it seems different? It's not just different in places where I have specific memories, but it seems to permeate everything here.

I think it's because every road here is just a short link between memories. These are the roads that connected every aspect of my life. And I like them.


I had forgotten how much I love driving at night. It is one of my favorite things.


I had always wanted to be quoted. So today was a milestone. Thanks Chad.


Great job to all you theatre kids!


love always,
jim.