For some reason I always gravitate towards Colfax. I wonder what that means? I come back to it repeatedly and just wander the avenue. It always gives me a sense of exhilaration and nervousness. Maybe I am addicted to the rush you get when you’re in dangerous surroundings. I grew up just a few blocks away from here. My family has all left the state by now, I have some Uncles out here, but my life is far removed from theirs. My real family, the Nuclear Family, mom, dad, and two sisters, this is where we cut our teeth. I’ve lived in many places in my life, but this place just feels like my home. A 26 mile stretch of road in the middle of North America, at the foot of the Rocky Mountains. I love this place, it reminds me of myself. Strong, proud, not without its flaws, but inherently good. It’s the one place in Denver that still reminds me of Denver.