I do love Colorado. I love the weather and the dryness. I especially love the summer. We've been talking a bit about leaving in the fall to go abroad again (where?), which I obviously have some mixed feelings about. Yes, I'm sick of living in this country, especially since I am one of the many that was laid off recently and have rediscovered that whole freedom feeling (please note that I do not mean that in the freedom-fries sense), but damn, I love Colorado. Taiwan was fantastic, but there was the whole pollution thing, and CRAPPY apartment, and either being freezing and wet and not seeing the sun for three months or being too hot and sweaty and awkward because you're obviously not bred for that climate. And you know what? It really sucks to get settled, much less get settled in a foreign country. Everything from getting a cellphone to doing the laundry is an ordeal, and, and I'm sorry, but you know, it wears on you. 

But then there's the good. The new places, the food, the locals (most of the time)—It's hard to articulate, unlike the bad. But there was a lot of good. 

Anyway, for now I really, really love Colorado.