Yellowstone

The personal journey that I have already made astounds me.  I had already been comfortable talking to strangers; the thousand mile stints of unknowns has taken that comfortability to the nth degree.  I meet people along the way that are so interested in what I'm trying to accomplish and how I'm going about it.  I wonder if they realize how happy it makes me to have some conversation and see sparks of inspiration behind their eyes.  I catch myself with a big ol' grin on my face for so many reasons.  It feels good to realize I have developed a unique repertoire of skills that contribute to a 1 in 7.6 billion experience. Isn't that life for anyone though?  When I sat on the tailgate with Melissa after we had just met and she asked me why I picked this spot out of the entire Badlands to hang out all day, I had said "What? Look around!" then we both stared at the side of a single face of a single anthill within the entire colony.  It's these moments that I've been chasing.  I found another one in Yellowstone.  Got lost sitting atop a waterfall, and the moment graced me with an ephemeral rainbow.