Shoooooooooot. Let's give this a go.
I jump a first class flight and rendezvous with Aley in Pennsylvania for three days of immense enjoyment. Christmas air, bus rides, New York city streets, Van Gogh and even a little Steven Spielberg. Not to mention ice skating in the midst of sky-scrapers. Head home and attend to the funeral of the best of Grandfathers coming four months to the day from his beloved wife. It was hard and long and fitting in the end. An inspiring family dirge. Save up and fly out for a first time trip to another nation. Germany in late winter and many new experiences. Castles, beer, and danke schons. But the most exhilarating of all, Olympic runs down Alpine slopes. Get food poisoning, ask a father for a hand in marriage, and fly home, all in a days work. Sulk and simmer through the end of the semester and snatch a buddy pass for Hawaiian shores. Return to the family of my youth in a humor that is extremely new and foreboding. Drop a couple grand on a stone before realizing i am going nuts and call the whole deal off. 500 magnets in the trash. Savor what i can of the final unification of KLANZzz and decide that film in Denver is still where my heart lies. After some amazing late nights over too many cups of coffee and a few other outstanding and heart healing conversations fly home to say good bye to the family for the last time. Drive a disastrous drive with my mother to Colorado and a small studio i can call my own. Hit the 21 mark with a Father and a legalized tour. Say the last hard good bye and swing in to the first year at a real University. Film finally realized. A new church, new friends, new co-workers, and a lovely new city that i never imagined could make me feel so at home. 4 months later and i am settled. Music and any misgivings gone. Thanksgiving and Christmas wishes spent with the family, but back to the mile-high-city for a new year and great hopes for the double digit millennium.
Damn.
