Sometimes things sneak up on you

I had a good laugh at myself this morning. A long time ago — like in high school — I wanted to be a writer. Then when I was in college I really wanted to move to Colorado, but I couldn’t get anyone to hire me. After that, I came to Boulder for the first time in 1992 and knew I wanted to live in this area.

This morning I found myself sitting in a coffee shop in Boulder, working on my new book. I actually had a little laugh in the coffee shop when this thought came to me. Sometimes things sneak up on you.