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Had dinner at The Post in Estes Park. Dry rub wings were fantastic – not as spicy as Parry’s dry rub but still a close second. The rain ended our patio dinner abruptly but repaid its debts with the double rainbow that appeared on our walk back to the car.
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Without the pressure of observation, my mind simply floats away. And this is when it starts to feel amazing. Without any responsibilities, I really start looking inside. I’m somehwere between wakefulness and dreaming. The WedgeScott Carney
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“What’s more precious than our memories?” he asks. “They define us and form our identities.” Black CrouchRecursion: A Novel
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“Maybe the point of life is the very experience of being alive—those moments of joy, empathy and love, as well as those of pain, sorrow and loss; things that can never show up in the fossil record. Maybe those feelings are actually what evolution seeks to preserve.” Scott CarneyThe Wedge
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After three nights in Manitou Springs, we had a delicious breakfast, stopped off at Ivywild Brewery to check things out, and then headed up towards Woodland Park to start our drive up to Steamboat for our night camping at the hot springs. The drive took us about four and a half hours, navigating through small…
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“There are many women like me: “lost girls”, so we’ve been called. Chaotic and curious, sometimes we feel like superheroes; other times, super-failures. It’s not always a lack of interest that makes it hard for us to process information, but our brain’s desire to absorb so much of it. We are jacks of many trades,…
