🇺🇸 Denver, Colorado - 04.08.2026

I wake to the sound of scraping… people scraping ice off their car windshields. I know that sound well… I find it depressing. I’m having a flashback emotional response… the air is super dry… it’s snowing… the ground is covered with snow… it’s cold… and I feel like I woke up from a wonderful warm dream of love and adventure… to this stark austere reality. ¡Guácala!

Well, my hometown has decided to welcome me with a winter snow storm… and the freeze… 🥶 other than the novelty of sending fotos back to my friends in Mexico City… I hate it. And I can’t wait to be back in California or El Salvador or Hawaii… I’m only her for 3 days… but still… it’s a stark reminder of (one) of the reasons I moved away.

Sipi… it’s beautiful… to look at… but a pain in the ass… messy… dirty.

Colorado has always been the younger brother to California… always 10 years behind the times and never as cool… but cool enough. Denver has In&Out Burger now… and I’ve become addicted to those things in California… so… 45 minutes after landing… cheeseburger, fries, vanilla shake…

I’ve kept this thought to myself… but I don’t want to be here… which will remain a secret… because no one reads this blog except VeriVeri whom uses my words and pictures just to harass me… yes, I am horrible person… I acknowledge… I’ve left your childish country… now leave me be… please!

So… anyways… short story… again, I don’t want to be here... Tho-many of my friends have requested my company… and that feels lovely and hits me in the heart strings… but I really just want to take care of my business and get the fuck out.

I keep medical insurance in Colorado… for emergencies… I use a local bank… and I still have 2 motorcycles here… I suppose I will always have some life in the home state… but it’s becoming a fading memory.

Mi moto 🥰