On the road, entering SLC, where is already behind

I like to say that everything happens for a reason, in the way that it’s only you who make shit happen. Of course, when you are out there trying and going for it is when maybe not what you were expecting but something else happens, and this becomes the beginning of your story. However, I agree is confusing sometimes.

As I am confused: waking up at 4 am, having weird dreams because of the jet lag, the altitude and the stressful illusion to be here.
They’ve been fast living days until I got here in Breckenridge. We’ll see what I make happen now, for now I’ll take a coffee to go… somewhere.


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