You get what I’m saying.īut taking that drive for the umpteenth time with someone I was into, someone who was into me and who’d never seen it before, was an entirely different experience. Everything was probably better somewhere else: Colorado had real nature. Everything was a dull, dry yellow from the wheat fields to the grass in the summer. Growing up in Oklahoma, where things are often flat (save the mountains, though they are more like glorified hills), I had the sense I was from a particularly boring place. It might be the most familiar stretch of road in the world to me. The drive to the mountains is one I’ve taken countless times. I drove us out to the Wichita Mountains, conveniently located behind my house. You see, for the first time in my life, I brought a man home for Christmas last year. What a great opportunity to talk about myself.
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