I long for it

It's been a year since I left California for Colorado for what became one of the most important and eye opening periods of my life thus far. After living in Boulder, Colorado for five months and experiencing the magic of seasons and the blissful perfection of living at the foot of the Rocky Mountains, all I can do is miss it and dream of it nightly. It's becoming increasingly difficult living in an area that I don't feel inspired in.  I have much still to explore locally and I'm in good company, so all is far from lost. Although everything is temporary, I feel like I'm stuck in a state of dreaming of somewhere else, and that's never healthy.

A typical late Colorado afternoon.