A “what if” I always ask myself (June 16)

           I often ask myself “What if I went back to Michigan?” There would be so many less distractions up there and so much more space. But the place I’d be staying needs so much work. I would love to fix it up the way it should be, but that takes so much more money than I currently have. Oh, but a space I could make my own. Everything needs to be replaced, so I would be able to choose it all—floors, walls, styles, furniture. I want that so much.
            But then again, I have so many commitments here in Colorado. And there are so few people my age in the town I’d be in in Michigan. Not that I need friends my age, but it is nice.
            Well, that’s enough for today. Or at least now…