At the opposite end of the spectrum

Today, it's a beautiful Sunday. The snow, save for a few shaded spots here and there, is gone. Apollo is disappointed, of course. His wonderful new playground has vanished, and who knows if it'll return? I don't mind terribly. It's just warm enough to remind me of the late spring days, when I would spend some time basking in the warming sun. The touch of humidity from the melting snow helps foster this illusion.

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Rolling meadow as far as the eye could see

as long as you didn't look to the right.

Signs of civilizations are everywhere, even in the back country. Foo. Urban sprawl in Denver is a major problem. It's gotten to the point where towns in the mountains are actually growing at a significant rate, which is a fairly new trend.

I'm caught in between a rock and a hard place. I want to live somewhere where civilization isn't so obvious, yet still be close enough that I can eke out a living. I'm already starting to debate on whether to stay a few months or move again when my lease's up. Anyone have a suggestion on a location? I'd like to stay in the west, near the mountains.

I'm off to stare at a map.

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