While driving back from Trailwest Younglife Camp (in Buena Vista, Colorado), we stopped at a Shell Station in Westfield, CO. I jogged across t
o that trash can in the background of the picture. I jogged because that truck in the picture was waiting on the pump. When the guy got out of his truck, he said, “you didn’t need to run. I wouldn’t hit you.” I said, “I just wanted to hustle to get out of [his] way.” The man says, “nobody moves fast in Westfield, Colorado. I believe it. What a cool little town! It seemed so laid back. A gas station or 2, a bar, a diner and some small stores. Great place to live.
Here’s how the rest of the conversation went.
GUY IN TRUCK: Where do you live?
ME: Dallas
GUY IN TRUCK: I’m sorry.
He went on to tell
me how about once a year, the skies turn red behind these mountains in the picture. (which I assume is/are northern lights).
It was a Saturday. My new friend drove off. I am sure his day was a lot more relaxed than mine was.
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