Dear Loyal Reader,
I am sitting in the Dallas airport, drinking a stout beer and contemplating the adventures that lie ahead. Three weeks ago I had no plans to go to Colorado, but hard work and fate, have given me the opportunity to breathe some mountain air, and enjoy my favorite things; friends, beer, cannabis, and coffee.
As of now, only a few plans are solidified. Basically, I know my arrival and departure times, I know that I plan on attending at least one day of the Frozen Dead Guy Fest in Nederland. There are a handful of coffee shops, breweries, and labs that I would like to visit. All of this, punctuated by old friends, new music, and that delicious mountain air.
I’ve always been an optimistic person, most people know that I am usually quick to see the brightside and to be grateful. But, my gratitude is at an all time high. For the first time in my life I have a job that both pays well and contributes to the betterment of my community. My hard work is recognized, praised, and rewarded (like with a plane ticket to Colorado). This job leaves me with time and money to focus on my passions and hobbies. I’ve got family and friends who support and encourage what I do. There is a lot to be grateful for. Listening to my gut instincts bettered my life in so many ways.
As it turns out, the more I write, the more opportunities open up for me to write. What started as a hobby/way-to-see-free-movies, has revealed itself to be the ticket into doing all the things I’ve ever wanted to do. Music or film festivals? Let’s do it! Cannacup, Emerald Cup, or the Seattle Hemp Fest? Sure. Let’s go. Opening a chapter of Women Grow in Australia? I’m down. Fuck it. Why stop there? Let’s interview Snoop Dogg and Willie Nelson. Let’s meet the artisans who win cultivation contests. Let’s seize any opportunity that presents itself.
I am an hour away from flying to Denver. Hopefuly, I find a few stray hours here and there to update my adventure long. Part of me also hopes that I don’t. There is a long weekend ahead of me. It has been six months since my last vacation, brain-cleanse. I visited the beach in Galveston, in a very impromptu excursion. I am excited. I deserve this.
I will finish this beer, read a few issues of Sandman, maybe The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl, cram onto the plane and be in Denver before midnight!