14 June 2012

something like coming home.

I drove home from the airport last night right as the sun started to set over the mountains. The sky turned from purpleblue to darkblackblue and the storms in Castle Rock crackled the sky with lighting. It rained for a few minutes, and  I wanted to roll down my window, but instead I inhaled with every inch of me because there is nothing in the world like the smell of Colorado rain, and for a few minutes, it felt like coming home.