I went out into the mountains,
but I did not stay out in the mountains.
I came back.
You see that?
I came back,
over and over again,
I came back!
They drove me away.
They drove me away,
they crushed me,
they shattered my spirit.
They drove me away,
way off out into the mountains.
I didn't want to go,
but they made me go.
They made me go!
They made me go,
they drove me away,
over and over again.
So away I went,
way out into the mountains,
to process loss and mend my broken soul.
I went way out into the mountains,
but I did not stay way out in the mountains.
I did not stay.
I didn't stay!
I came back.
They drove me away,
over and over again,
but I came back,
over and over again.
They can drive me away,
they can drive me away for a while,
but they can't drive me away forever,
because I always come back.
The inevitable return, baby, of 
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Hello from the high Rockies of Colorado. My name is Brandt, pleased to meet you. I’m a writer but I don’t know why. I live in a little ghost town called Leadville. If you like mountains, snow, jokes, running, hiking, breathing, not working, coming back, etc., then you and I have a lot in common. Thanks for stopping by, and have a lovely day!