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So I am back from Denver. It was amazing, and I didn’t want to leave. Only 360-something more days till next pride. But only about 3 months till I move there. It will happen. I don’t care if I don’t have a job out there or not yet, I’ll have enough saved up by then I hope to hold me over for at least 3 months. This year’s trip was different in a way. It was the first time that I went without Acacia, and it was quite…the reflective/mellow trip as Ford and I decided to describe it, but I liked it. He and I had lots of late night talks on the front stoop. In a weird way I feel like we are both in the same place.  I was uneasy at first thinking of how the trip would be, but as horrible as this may sound, I am really happy that she wasn’t there this year. I don’t know how to explain it, but I needed this trip to be for me. And it was. That’s not even the best way to explain it, so I’ll just give up on trying for now. 
It was more than amazing to see everyone. As always, I wished I could have spent more time with more people, and I was sad that I didn’t get to spend any time at all with others. However, I am looking forward to September when I am FINALLY going to get to move. I will have saved up the money by then for sure, there is no way I can’t do it by then. I know I can. This weekend I will start to work on my moving budget. I’m going to have to figure out a lot in not a lot of time, but I have faith I can do it. Plus...my lease is up in September so I have no choice.
So the scariest moment of Pride (other than the crazy turbulence coming into the airport on Wednesday night...thank you Rockies) would have to be Saturday afternoon. Friends and Family day. Steph, Ford and I had JUST gotten there, and walked up to the beer/liquor tent. As I am trying to figure out what drink I wanted I heard a commotion over to my right, looked over, and there were two guys fighting against the fence. I'm talking throwing punches. I turned back to Steph and Ford who were to my left to mouth ‘WTF’ when all of a sudden commotion broke out someone yelled ‘He’s got a gun’. I’ve never seen a crowd disperse so fast and everyone drop to the ground. Yup, that was the start of Pride....but....REALLY! At PRIDE! Later we ran into cops (about 5 minutes later), and they said it was a pellet gun. No way. 
Other than that slight moment of being purely terrified, the rest of the trip was amazing. Lots of cuddle puddles, lots of alcohol, lots of laughter, lots of hugs, lots of silent moments, lots of sheer joy. I can honestly say that in those 5 days I was there, I was the happiest I have been in a really long time. In the longest I can remember. And because of that, I had some sort of...revelation...awakening...something that told me I just need to go and follow where I need to be. It’s just way too hard to even try and deny it. Did I mention I was moving in September?

Ok and now also that I’m seeing myself in pictures, diet starts on Monday. And this time I am not quitting. 

 

<3 Kim

Some of the group..

so much beer....

I look content with mysef...

Twin!

Oh Hai!