Just got back yesterday, from a hiking trip in Philmont, New Mexico with my Venture Crew. :D 12 days. 110 miles. 50 lb pack. Nothing but disgusting trail food. One of the best times of my life. <3
It was just so great to get away from everything. No worries. No stress. No problems. Just me, a group of my good friends, out in “God’s Country” (which was absolutely beautiful btw). It’s kinda bums me out having to go back to my boring everyday life. Now, I have all these thoughts running through my head that had never occurred to me while I was out there. It was sleeping, when you don’t remember anything from your life, and it’s all about that dream. That moment. But I guess I would have had to wake up eventually.
They say that everyone goes through some kind of change when they’re out in Philmont, whether it’s big, or small. A good change I mean. As for me, I don’t feel any different. Or maybe I have, but I just haven’t realized it yet. I just hope I realize it soon. Because right now, I’m still just me. And everything I did before this trip never ended up well for me. So, I hope that Philmont has changed me, and I just haven’t realized it. Cuz, that’s way better than no change at all.
Well. I really strayed off topic there… Anyways, I’m back in my home state of Georgia, and somewhat glad to be back.
