After a long drive through southeastern Utah and some long stretches of desolate highway, I hit I-70 dreading a the high altitude road as Shane sent me a text saying he had heard there was bad weather. I braced myself for it but it never came and the drive was spectacular at sundown with the snow on the red rocks -I was almost tempted to take that right turn south down to Moab.
But the road got dark, and I got tired, and the mind got dark so Grand Junction was as far as I could go. It took all my energy to make it there and find a hotel. Dinner at a Red Robin with with what seemed like 5000 kids having birthday parties. I ate my soup and got out of there as fast as I could.
Sleep the only solution at this point.
It's always darkest just before it goes pitch black
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