Me and Denver have always had a tricky relationship. It's like a passive aggressive friendship with someone you've known for a long time. They're always sort of around, but you've got to keep them at a distance because before you know it, you're losing your phone in bars and snowed in for days. I really don't particularly like the place. I could think of 20 other big cities I'd rather go to. But, I keep going back since it's in close proximity to where I live and I've always got friends who make homes there. Sometimes, I'll find things (mostly beers) I like, but I never want to stay long.
This is from the 16th Street area, in front of one of the hotels. Just like all other big city downtowns, they have to mix art with industry. I did really like these ladies and they seemed to blend in well.
I wish I had more to say, really I do. Can't quite figure out my brain since I've gotten back from vacation. Sort of feels like I'm in a permanent state of waiting. I really should be doing and not waiting, but I'm not quite sure what to do. If that makes any sense at all...
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