For the first time in almost a year to the date, I missed Denver. The feeling came from out of nowhere and lingered for a few days. The crisp air, clean streets, Wash Park, walks with friends, triathlons, dinner with friends, riding my bike along Cherry Creek, Autumn, snow, organic stuff, a skyline full of mountains ... these images just kept flooding in. It lasted for about three days. It was really strange actually.
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