I'm sitting on my bed in my room in the Hen House for the last time. All my stuff is packed up and neatly stacked in Butch Cassidy, and we're all ready to head off to Cody to get Shanny Danny right after Lunch. It looks like January in here; right after you take down all the Christmas decorations. It was kinda depressing for Mary, my roomie who will be here another month, so I got some dried wildflowers and put them on the shelves and hung some old, neglected hats up on the nails. I think I'll vacuum the floor before I go, and I've been burning my hippie candles for two days now; I want to make sure I leave good vibes here. Wyoming has been fun, has been good, and has been an education for sure! I feel a lot stronger now- muscles, mind and emotions. 
But I also feel exhausted- muscles, mind, and emotions! Hah! I guess that means it was a good workout. Wyoming- I'll always remember you! I'll remember the dances in the Saloon, and Roy and Jackson jammin' for us, singin' 'Wagon Wheel', 'Galway Girl', 'Natalie', 'Misery' and Johhny Cash's 'Folsom Prison Blues'. I'll remember the haunted jukebox that played music whenever it felt like it, and dancing with Ethan, who was always my favorite to dance with. I'll remember running to the Mesa, and then stopping my by the Chapel to pray afterwards. I'll remember the horses, especially Gordo who was my 'Fatty' and I loved him. I'll remember sleeping under the stars, or in a teepee that night that Jace and 'Caveman' Lee were our wranglers on the first Teen Overnight when the tent was stolen. I'll remember more than I can ever type out here. WYOMING!What a life.
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