I went out into the mountains,
but I did not stay out in the mountains.
I came back.
You see that?
I came back,
over and over again,
I came back!
They drove me away.
They drove me away,
they crushed me,
they shattered my spirit.
They drove me away,
way off out into the mountains.
I didn't want to go,
but they made me go.
They made me go!
They made me go,
they drove me away,
over and over again.
So away I went,
way out into the mountains,
to process loss and mend my broken soul.
I went way out into the mountains,
but I did not stay way out in the mountains.
I did not stay.
I didn't stay!
I came back.
They drove me away,
over and over again,
but I came back,
over and over again.
They can drive me away,
they can drive me away for a while,
but they can't drive me away forever,
because I always come back.
The inevitable return, baby, of @brandt says hi, howdy, hello, how are you?
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Hello from the high Rockies of Colorado. My name is Brandt, pleased to meet you. I’m a writer but I don’t know why. I live in a little ghost town called Leadville. If you like mountains, snow, jokes, running, hiking, breathing, not working, coming back, etc., then you and I have a lot in common. Thanks for stopping by, and have a lovely day!
Do you ever see Yeti tracks up there?
Yes, sometimes. I've seen actual yetis though, twice in fact. That's cooler than tracks.
Oh, it's you again. You always come back, too. We have so much in common.
You were forged anew!!
Indeed. The mountains are good for that.