I find myself asking what if questions a lot.  Not the crazy what if questions like “What if I die tomorrow” or “What if I lost my job” or “What if all my hair falls out.”  (Although I am seriously wondering about that last one).  It’s more like “What would it be like if I worked here?” or “What would it be like to live here?” which is the question I always ask myself when traveling.  I’ve got cities around the globe pegged.

Places I’d love to live: Bougouni, Chicago, British Columbia.
Places I’d maybe like to live: Brazil, Dallas, Southern France.
Places I’d live only out of necessity: Moscow, Lisbon, Oklahoma City.
Places I would never live under any circumstances ever: Paris, Philadelphia, anywhere west of Lincoln in Nebraska.

Unknown: Colorado.

I’ve always had a special place in my heart for Colorado.  So many happy memories are there.  Family vacations take place in CO and it is where my favorite cousin lives.  There was that one college choir tour in Colorado that was questionable.  It’s hard to say because there were positives and negatives. Positive: exploring a giant mansion in the dark. Negative: getting locked in a church baptistry.

Despite the memories, I’m not sure Colorado is my place.

While spending the last few days in Colorado, I tried to imagine what it would be like to live here over and over.  However, no matter what situation I put myself in, I just don’t fit.

I’m not someone who could be a The North Face model on any given day.  I don’t get high regularly.  I don’t prove my connectedness to nature by wearing tie dye skirts and scorning anyone who doesn’t love chipmunks.  [stereotypes and extremes, I know] I don’t enjoy skiing and can’t make myself pay more than $15 for sunglasses. True, there are mountains. And it’s Tim Tebow’s new home and if living here somehow guaranteed hanging out with him, that might sway me.  As it is, I’m not sure that Tebow and the mountains are enough to lure me into making my home here.

It’s the only place to find antler chandeliers.  And that I can never completely forgive.

I do love the mountains though.

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