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  • Terrorist Attack in Boulder

    Terrorist Attack in Boulder

    June 1, 2025
    Pearl Street in Boulder.

    Today I was reminded how unpredictable the state of world is in the world we now live in. On a calm Sunday, in the peaceful and affluent city of Boulder there was a terror attack during a “Run For Their Lives” walk/run. I was present during this time and it felt bittersweet in the shadow of the beautiful Flatirons here in Boulder County.

    As I settle and find peace in the changes currently taking place in my life I was shown how hastily everything could change in a moment, without warning. Unfortunately, I’m finding being naturally aware of the world around me and being vigilant is now something we all need to take heed of.

    I won’t turn this entry into something political but I will say no matter what side you’re on in any issue political or otherwise, we need to remind ourselves, there is a human behind the stance they belief in. Attacks like this don’t benefit anyone…let’s all take care of each other. Stay safe.

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  • “Fin”

    “Fin”

    May 28, 2025

    I can still taste your lips
    Dismantling me every minute and second
    Savoring your exhale one last time
    The train starts to pull away
    You become a dot in the distant
    Resembling the feelings we no longer possess

    The late afternoon is suffocating
    Not a cloud in the sky as I glance around
    The storm has been triggered inside of me
    No warnings or watches for this squall
    Fin, is the only word I can imagine
    The conclusion of our short voyage

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  • “Morning Fog”

    “Morning Fog”

    May 27, 2025

    Gloomy Morning
    Lost in a dream
    Liminal spaces appear
    Reality, no longer near

    The mist rolls in
    Thunder fills the hills
    The sun continues to hide
    Having no rules to abide

    Half-awake now
    Summer cool, into the window
    Bring another day to me
    After the fog lifts, I’ll finally see

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  • Memorial Day Weekend

    Memorial Day Weekend

    May 26, 2025

    This weekend was gloomy, rainy, and cloudy. It was wonderful…got to get out of the city and visit an animal sanctuary and hike North Table Mountain in Golden. I put together a quick video of everything I captured…not a bad trip. Thank You to all that served in the military and lost everything. I am forever grateful.

    Hiking, animals, life.
    Flyover.

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  • “Angeles”

    “Angeles”

    May 21, 2025

    Newdrivehome Blog #63

    (Elliot Smith – Angeles)

    Since I’ve been sober for the first time in years, I’ve been thinking about my darkest days…especially over the last 15 years, and this song came to mind. During the peak of my addiction this resonated with me…the suffering in his voice and unique nostalgia. The days of binges, both drunk and high are quite a blur yet I can still remember more than I would like to admit…the dark, fallen, and lost feeling of those time. Those times are points I know I can accept and grow forward from.

    There’s one time in particular I can recall being in a deep depression, drunk, high and feeling absolutely hopeless…”Angeles” was on repeat and I didn’t know how to get a hold of my emotions. My emotional downhill that evening got the best of me and I had to call a friend for help. I ended up staying the night at their house and woke up feeling vulnerable and lonely.

    That night was the catalyst sending me onto the current sober and rebuilding path I’m currently on. I am bringing up this story because the emotions this song brought out of me that night hit me at a deeper level I couldn’t even handle, but now, listening to this sober and ready to face, grow, and feel my emotions…it gives me a sense of serenity.

    In my honest opinion, this is what an incredible song should do, bring the emotions from below the surface and connect to them; it is a talent and gift that stands out and makes wave in the world. The story of Elliot Smith’s life and death is a tragedy one…but I’m grateful his art is still here to connect and guidance even in the darkest of our times.

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  • “The Only Living Boy In New York”

    “The Only Living Boy In New York”

    May 15, 2025

    I’m on the Long Island train
    Headed to Massapequa…to you
    Tears fall like late spring rain
    Trying to ignore what I already knew

    New York, lonely at its best
    I’m still overthinking and out of air
    You’ve stolen my sanity and rest
    I need to sleep away from your glare

    Buildings get smaller as I get close
    We’ve survived our inevitable fall
    Like an unwatered, dying, black rose
    Our love, the dying plant in the hall

    The goodbye is short and unsweet
    I take my belongings packed and neat
    Off I go, back to Brooklyn feeling like
    The Only Living Boy in New York

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  • Insomnia From Pueblo

    May 14, 2025

    (From time to time I’ll invite guest writers to add to the site to share their art and thoughts. This poem was written by Seth Serda from Pueblo, Colorado)

    12:20 AM I lay awake set
    The alarm for 4AM
    I flip my glitter bottle over
    Multiple times watch it settle
    What’s the noise I hear nonstop
    Oh yeah my roommate snoring
    C’mon bud, I say more times
    Then I flip the bottle
    He doesn’t listen.
    I look over at the clock, It’s 12:45
    Fuck when can I sleep I repeat in my mind
    My mind wonders
    To a gorgeous woman named Hillary
    She stays on my mind until I fall asleep

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  • “Spring 2020”

    “Spring 2020”

    May 14, 2025

    Dew begins to attack everything alive
    Dawn starts to stretch for the day
    We gaze at each other, nothing to say
    The planet is on pause for now
    There’s nothing to fear about what’s ahead
    At least, from the rumors I’ve read
    The reports are uncertain, like us
    They’ve closed the cities and towns
    Our souls get lonely…our society drowns
    Our secret passion is safe for now
    Together and yet not
    What does this mean…what do I do?
    The answer I’ve always sought

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  • “Dancing With The Dark”

    “Dancing With The Dark”

    May 13, 2025

    I’m dancing with the dark
    Strapping for the journey I’ll embark
    Somber illumination traps my soul
    Falling deeper and deeper as we roll
    Judgement is clouded, but I don’t mind
    I’ll keep chasing for whatever we find
    Far from the surface and light
    Away from the world, where I’m always right
    Finally it’s time to stop and park
    To once again…dance with the dark

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  • “Sunday Evening”

    “Sunday Evening”

    May 12, 2025

    The last light escapes the sky
    Bringing orange, red, and purple colors above
    The evening brings silence
    As the day starts to die

    A night breeze begins to cool
    An open window invites it inside
    Welcomed by the new change
    Feelings of sereness begin to pool

    The first planets and stars appear
    Tomorrow the week starts once again
    So, I’ll absorb everything felt right now
    And store that memory near

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  • “Above”

    “Above”

    May 9, 2025

    Today I feel weightless

    Soaring above the ground

    With only the jetliners sound

    The sky’s almost clear

    Cotton candy clouds near

    But there’s nothing to fear

    Im okay getting lost up here

    Alone and free up high

    Breathing slow as I sigh

    Time to come down

    As my day starts

    I’ll be okay, aloud I say

    At least now, for today.

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  • 3 AM

    3 AM

    May 8, 2025

    3AM comes quick

    Eyes wide open

    Mind unstoppable 

    Heart racing

    Stars still awake

    World, sound asleep

    Nights quiet

    I’m alone

    Restless in bed

    Thoughts lost control

    Why now?

    Why me?

    Sleep is lost

    Fatigue sinks in

    Chasing dreamworld

    Still losing

    Tomorrow is here

    3AM wins again.

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  • “Talks”

    “Talks”

    May 7, 2025

    You’re my favorite distraction 

    Between the trees by the lake 

    Your smile, the icing on the cake

    Body warmth balances my cold mood

    The words exchanged fuel this blaze

    With every sentence, I’m more amazed

    Your tone, cadence, and expressions unique

    Absorbing the thoughts you think 

    Allowing every letter enter and sink

    Your secrets are forever safe with me 

    Even if you decide not to stay

    I’m Inside your world on this day

    And the unforgettable talks

    Between you and I

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