When your view from the throne is an entire canyon in Wyoming, life is good. But what do you do when you live somewhere that doesn't offer wild places and climbing like this? For the past few months, living in the midwest, I have slowly started to feel less like myself. Less like the Earth. Less connected. Slightly weird. Out of shape. My brain and body feel a bit distant from each other. Less coordinated. Like they don't need each other as much. I feel grey. But what I wonder is, for all the people that have never been to wild places, is feeling grey just normal? And I don't mean depressed, I just mean... bland. Less input. Autopilot of sheeple activities. Groceries, cook, clean, work out, talk about the weather, complain about your boss and taxes-grey. Do some people get all the color of life that they need from those activities, or has society normalized a life to be led under a grey haze? Consumerist haze. Material haze. Societal expectation haze. Blinders to the world haze. I look around and think, "Who here in this grocery store has smelled the ponderosa pines, tasted the salt water of the islands or felt the freedom of owning only what fits in your car...on purpose? Who here has seen Orion cross the sky at night or watched the dolphins play in the waves or felt the smallness and humanness of camping in the mountains? Who here has even sat around a campfire?" And I wouldn't be surprised if I am the only one in a building here, at times, that has done any of those things. But then I remember, perhaps some people get color in their lives from things that don't interest me. There are people living 100% in cities, or on farms, or working small town jobs that are exceedingly happy. We are all different. But for me, color comes from out there. Not in here. Not in the boxes that were so skillfully made for our lives to fit into without disrupting the flow of society. What can I say? I guess I have tasted the caviar and want more. But until then, I am going to do my best to #lookcloser at things. Gain #perspective. #Appreciate #beauty in the smallest of things instead of the grandest of views. Because it is there. A blade of grass. A sunset. Icicles. Snowflakes.