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This quote was on a law school professor's door: "Eradicate any impulse for creativity." That was my life for 3 years - sucking the creativity out of me. They tried, anyway. But I was stronger.


This is my empty closet. There was something beautiful and a already nostalgic about it to me about it because seeing it made me feel for first time that the Denver-law-graduate school chapter of my life is over.


A farmhouse in the mid-west, breezing by on the highway road trip from Denver to Cape Cod.


Another farmland through the car window. We were in the car for three straight days. Goodness, we live in a huge country!


The beautiful sunset my first night at home.


The great matriarch: Grandma Marion. A true lady, indeed.


Guess what this is.

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Dinner at Strings in Denver on Sunday evening. Delicious and fancy-looking!


We made our coffee cups depict our love from Denver toward revolutionaries in the Arab Spring. We are proud and support you with admiration!

So this is where the sidewalk ends.

I love this because I value friendship so highly.

Time is running for our tea to seep at the Boulder Tea House.


This is a captivating door I saw walking by a Denver urban community garden. Doesn't it just make you want to go in there and see where the light is coming from? It's like the Secret Garden.


I have always loved Ivy and the random patterns it makes as it sprawls across the wall. True art in nature. The red door and colored brick wall give great texture to the ivy.

on the road again

From exit 312 in Nebraska, I report that my sister and I are making our way across the country in a little grey Saturn. It's packed with my life belongings. We just stopped at a Dollar Store for sunglasses and cds (broken lighter means no ipod). The selections? Dance party, Johnny Cash and Best of blue grass. Beach Boys were a close second.

Iowa or bust!

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Last night in Denver

Well, the bags are packed. My walls are bare. I made the rounds to say Goodbye to friends. I did my favorite runs. I ate at my favorite restaurants. I picked up my sister from the airport, who kindly came to take part in Road Trip II (woo!). Off to sleep I go, the fountain trickling in the background, for one last night in Denver. New, exciting adventures begin tomorrow.

Good night, Denver.

Boulder

In Boulder for dinner. So far a shoeless hippie is softly playing guitar on the park bench, I heard someone say "Wow, I think it's fate that brought us together tonight" and even the squirrels are super skinny. Oh, Boulder, you hyper-fit, hippie-town, you!

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