the next step…

Denver. New job. Promotion! A management class relocation. And big dreams: BLM-bordered territory, a sprinkling of tiny homes… A compound? A colony? A lodge? A retreat?

A place with a big enough backyard that I can stomp around in my backyard in my boxers and boots and blow shit up without bugging my non-existent neighbors. Maybe start a cult?

How about just a place to call our own…

It’s remarkable: San Diego to Jacksonville. Jacksonville to Philadelphia. Philadelphia to Denver…

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