| Do you feel displaced? Disconnected? As if you don't really belong in the state that you call "home"? Maybe it was the weather that first began to get you down. Maybe it was the asshole drivers. Maybe you just saw one too many Dunkin Donuts. You began to ask yourself, "How has my life come to this?" |
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I was once like you. Sad, bitter, lonely... grasping desperately for a sense of hope as elusive and mythical as a legal parking space in Somerville. For eight years I suffered in silence, trying in vain to make sense of it all, before I finally realized: The problem wasn't me. The problem was New England.
They say that once you recognize a problem, you are halfway along the road to recovery. And I traveled the rest of that road, all 1,988 miles of it, until I reached a place where I could be free of my woes. |
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Less than two years ago I was a hopeless drifter, an apathetic nobody with breath that could kill a Lutheran at twenty paces.
But look at me now! A more relaxed, more confident, and--dare I say it--wiser man than I was before.
Yes, Colorado can work miracles! But don't take my word for it... |
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Like many of you, Will was at the crossroads. Look at him: morose and apathetic, he was living his days in a state of constant inner turmoil between rage and depression. Something had to change.
But Will had courage. After confessing his grief to his good friend Jim Carlson, he was encouraged to try Colorado for himself, if only for a few short days, in August of 2002. He left New Hampshire as a layabout and a scoundral. He returned as a man with a purpose, a man with vision. We travel along with Will on his remarkable journey of self-discovery. |
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Day 1: Will likes what he sees, yet remains uncertain. There must be some kind of trickery involved, he thinks to himself. He's been burnt too many times before. |
Day 2: Will feels a rush of freedom and happiness swelling in his heart. "Maybe there's more to life than traffic and sorrow," he says. Oh there is, Will, there is! |
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Day 3: At the Garden of the Gods, Will communes with the rocks and discovers that he can create energy-based multiples of himself. |
Day 4: As he reaches the end of his spiritual journey, Will's inhibitions melt away like the frost from the ground in springtime. Unable to restrain himself, he cries out in joy for all the world to hear! He's so happy you can see his uvula! |