Beathard: To each her own
I’ve been leaving town a lot this summer and fall. For some reason I get antsy when I don’t leave a place for too long. Sometimes there’s something specific I want to get away from; sometimes it’s just the stimulation of a different environment and the listening to music in the car and the money I save going out in a town other than Aspen.
This weekend, it was Fort Collins and Boulder — parties, dinner at a friends’ parents house (which included two adorable baby cousins) and a little shopping on Pearl Street. But there’s just something about coming home to this valley that I am starting to appreciate more and more.
It so happens that a high school friend of mine was moving to Denver at the same time that I was driving out that way. She told me about this decision the last time we were home at the same time, saying she was taking a pause from her career — and what better time to take a break and play in the mountains for a couple of years. Trying to save her from her out-of-state ignorance, I asked her why she had chosen Denver and wasn’t looking at ski towns. She made some smart-ass comment about how a ski town would be too small for her and I dropped the subject — some people can’t be helped.
The thing is, she’s probably right: My life probably isn’t for her. And her life probably isn’t for me. I’ve never lived in a big city, and even though sometimes I think maybe I should try it out, every time I’ve come close I’ve backed out, and the longer I stay in our little valley the harder it is to see that happening. The 10 minutes of traffic I experienced Friday on I-25 were enough to send me into a tailspin. I don’t know what I’d do if I was fighting it in Dallas every day.
Some people have a very finite view of what people should and shouldn’t be doing with their lives. I prefer the unconventional approach, and always did, which is why I just can’t imagine my life if I had gone the cookie-cutter way.
I had a great time this weekend. Boulder and Fort Collins are both fun cities with lots of young people and stuff to do; they are just the right size for me if there are ever any factors in my life that pull me out that direction. But it sure was nice coming home.
Jill Beathard is the editor of the Snowmass Sun. Contact her at email@example.com.
“A crowd of approximately 1500 people flocked to the mall at Snowmass-at-Aspen for Western Days,” The Snowmass Villager reported on August 8, 1968.
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