It’s a chilly, grey overcast day in northwestern Wyoming as I sit here writing this.
A bit earlier today I went to the store to pick up a few things for dinner. Then I ran over to the post office to pick up my mail. I jog almost every day, so after the post office I started driving up to the lakes in the foothills above my town–the place I usually jog.
I had a vague, uneasy feeling the whole time I was out driving around today.… Read more