.we're.on.fire.

It’s a good feeling. It may not last, but while it does, I’ll enjoy it. I don’t want you to think I do this often. I don’t. I never do. Unless I feel it’s right. Right now I do. And there are things in place that will happen to see that will impact how this will play out. So many damn variables. I might be irritated with them now, but I do enjoy their presence. Keeps me in check. For now at least.
Giddy. Verb. To make (someone) feel excited to the point of disorientation.
Check.

Camping this weekend. FINALLY. Red Feather Lake was cancelled thanks to the Ft. Collins fire, Estes was cancelled thanks to the Boulder fire. Deckers better not catch fire or I will be VERY upset! It rained a bit, but not enough, we need more rain, but at least it raised the humidity so that was good. But still. We need a damn downpour…where are all the monsoons that happened last year? We need that now.

I know this area is prone for fires, but, this many…at once?! Makes me rethink my dream home in the mountains. I want to be up there, but with that comes a risk…a big risk I am realizing now. It could all be gone in a matter of seconds. It’s so worth it though. Whatever. Earthship home, in the mountains somewhere. I wonder if I would still be somewhat protected from a fire if I had one of those. I mean technically, the house is underground…there would be less damage than if it wasn’t…right. Ok I am going down a rabbit hole now, back to topic. Fucking fires. I had to send my mom an email to let her know I was Ok. If I didn’t she would start flipping shit.