Back in CB

So, I'm back in Colorado.

I can't say I'm very pleased, honestly.

I had dinner with my family which was lovely, then went to see the spring poetry slam that WordHorde puts on every year. I was happy to see my old friends, but I couldn't help but feel that the organization has a completely different vibe than what it was before, which breaks my heart. It was such a healthy creative atmosphere, and I'm sure it'll get back to that, but I didn't really get into it this evening.

Afterward I went to the Brick Cellar, a fave of mine. The crowd was typical, but it reminded me way too much of my previous relationship, so I bugged out early.

After that some friends and I were supposed to go to the Eldo in CB. I showed up, but my friends bailed on me and never showed. It was fine, one of my former coworkers was having her birthday and a band was playing, so it wasn't a complete bust... But I drove away knowing one thing.

I. Need. To. Get. Out.

NOW.

This place is a static reality for me. It was the same crowd, same complaints, and other than a lovely conversation with a friend about real issues, it just seemed like the same deck reshuffled in relationships and patterns of behavior.

I can't say I didn't have a good night. It was fun. But I didn't leave the bar with the same outlook I do in Houston at any event. At least in Houston I feel like I'm moving forward in some way. Crested Butte seems to be the same story, very little forward progress...

I don't want to put down any of my friends in the valley. I love it here, and I could very easily see myself getting stuck in a pattern of behavior... Which is NOT what I want. There's a reason why this blog is called Wanderlust Queen.

Well, that's it for now. Sorry about the depressing post, but it's how I feel.

Cheers!