Crazy Daze- Boulder, Colorado (adventure) pt1

as a teenager, after graduating high school i had bought a one-way flight from home (New York) to denver, colorado. After leaving the weirdness, and enigmatic creepiness exuding from the base of Denver International Airport- i made my way off the plain and toward the outside of the airport. With just a backpack and a skateboard, i was ready to find my good friend and spend the summer with him in boulder

halfway up the hike photo above, halfway down photo below

between taking long hikes up the mountain, and fully embracing the hippie lifestyle- i could feel my brain cells overheating like old technology, but i was having so much fun- such crazy strange and unnecessary events which created in my head an idiotic narrative that anything in the past was or was not in a state of utter flux, where assigning meaning makes all the difference and it can be maddening how deaf and devoid the world is of logic when not examined through a compartmentalized and purposefully programmed narrative, a narrative you likely owe your sanity to