Boulder the Beautiful

It's not always easy to feel like you belong somewhere. New places are filled with exciting possibilities but are also terrifyingly lonely. Finding friends as an adult is a bigger challenge than you might expect, building trust, allowing strangers to hear about your past, seeking a new friend is just the same as seeking a new lover. The interviews are endless, the laughs may be in abundance but something may still feel like its missing, and sometimes it's a lifelong connection and sometimes it's a brief fling. Kindred spirits are hard to find but cherish them forever when they appear in your life.

Last night was a spectacular example of why this is the place for me. I've spent the past few years bouncing around the country but I think I'm in love with Boulder, and it ain't just a passing flirtation either. A friend of mine's hotel hosted an adventure film festival under the stars, in which the residents of the town first biked up the canyon to the lodge,  then snuggled up on a blanket with snacks and bevies, and watched a series of short films about climbing, biking, or adventuring. Many of these films starred the locals and they awkwardly introduced their own clips.

It was an enormous success and close to 400 people showed up, from an expected 200. Hanging around after listening to even more stories around the firepit made for entertaining summer night.  I believe I am happy day number 7.

This afternoon is a sweltering 95' which us not so unusual for here this time of year, but did seem to pop out of nowhere. I am lucky that I was able to find a table in the shade to get some work done for next week when school starts.