Don's Dwelling: The Goal-Scoring, Shot-Blocking, Power-Hitting Blog

906 miles. 13 and a half hours. Sitting on a light grey leather seat in our blue Acura. I long to read French forever in Quebec and I wish it never ended at Ontario. Ontario lasted for what seemed like years. Highway 401 was beyond boring. Reading signs saying not to speed or get demerited points and the English and French signs dwindled to few and far between. Toronto rolled around with just a small sight of the skyline. Traffic hit. 10 mph for 15 minutes. 2.5 miles only in those 15 minutes. Flat land only around here. No homes, business, even gas stations. Few billboard here and there. Depressed I was left seeing that we'd only made it to exit 475. 475 km to the border. Excruciating. Still I sat, reading Daniel's Story for class tomorrow. "Bridge to U.S.A." finally. Under, "50 km." How depressing. Detroit rolls around and Michigan. Ahh, Michigan. Fat yet skinny. It looks so short East-West but it isn't. It's enormous. 2.5 hours across Michigan plus

For this post, I will share 2-5 photographs of things that show who I am. That's right, it can be 2, 3, 4, or even 5. Probably going to be 2 but you never know. This is the Colorado flag and if you've been following this blog or just not been living under a rock, you'd know that it's my favorite state. I hate summer and Colorado has the slogan, "Never summer." I like that because cold is good and warm is bad. I ski in Colorado and it's by far the best and most challenging skiing in the country. The high elevation always feels great and the weather is always perfect. 20-30s and sunny if you don't include the combined 40 days during which accumulation counts reach 400-plus inches of snow each year. June 2022, I'm moving out here. It's the best, no doubt. (insert image of my Gold iPhone 6s) My email didn't work when I sent the picture to myself and copy and paste didn't either. Ha Ha Funny. You probably know what it looks like anyw