So I went to the mall yesterday. Problem is, I have to get on I-70 to get there.
It's really not so much a problem, but everytime I get on I-70 heading westbound, I feel the road start to stretch out in front of me. I can feel the mountains calling me. And it's not like I long to see them so much as I long to feel them.
The mountains call me to
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