On loving myself and my city

I used to think that people were too good for this town, but now I’m realizing that this town is too good for some of the people.

Growing up in Cañon City, I had an understandable laundry list of complaints: the old, staunchly conservative population; the lack of “cool” hangout spots (no mall, a defunct roller rink/laser tag/teen club/arcade); the sometimes claustrophobic small town feel; the economy largely supported by prisons and tourism; the seeming impossibility of being genuinely successful or accomplished here.

When I was 18, I wanted nothing more than to leave this place. Seven (holy shit) years later, I can’t bare the thought of leaving.

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Miles of difference: The summer of sweat and wet

Many Coloradans live by the axiom “If you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes.” But this summer was an extreme exception to the rule. A monsoon-filled May in the north and a long summer of droughts in the south greatly impacted Colorado’s environment and residents.

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