HaydenJ-Estes+Park+PROLOGUE

Estes Park PROLOGUE
I see. . . the breathtaking scenery, smiles mounted on everybody's face bright and childish.

I hear. . . my well-functioning footsteps only touching the dry ground for a second. Rushing myself to be in front where all the facts are being told.

I feel. . . homesick (a tiny bit), ready to venture, siched that I will learn and expierence memorable moments. I feel tired from my acheing feet walking for miles it seems in a day wanting the time to move quickly, closer, to fill my stomach. My warm apparel (that is outdated) is warming my body.

I am. . . overwhelmed by the occuring events the journaling, walking, listening.

I taste. . . the parchness in my mouth as I ache for water to distracted to even realize or care rushed by my instincts to finish the work.