Wyoming

I love Wyoming. The wide-open landscapes have provided me with solace over the years. The ability to lose myself, to run or hike without seeing another soul fills up something that empties over the course of a week. I wish that I was one of those people who were perfectly content to remain indoors, within the confines of a city. I wish that something inside me didn't wither when surrounded by concrete. Tonight, however, I was able to purge that restlessness. The wind cleansed me in away that I cannot put into words.