I laid in someone’s bed last night and I found myself incredibly happy. I couldn’t wipe that stupid smile off my face.

I have been skiing a new line that has rocked my world and changed my life in Bozeman and Big Sky as I know it. I love being single, I love saying yes and anything goes. life turned so delicious, simple and easy all of a sudden. it’s wonderful to ski at a mountain where people are nice and I know a bunch of them. so unlike bridger. it’s nice to learn some new lines and enjoy best kept powder stashes on the mountain. I feel like I have been let in on some big secret. it’s been there all along, how did I not know about it?

I’ve known I’ve needed to just sleep with someone. just to get it over with. so I met someone that I actually really like. I wouldn’t do it with anyone I wasn’t into. he’s older, it’s not complicated. he likes me and that makes me incredibly happy. it’s nice to ski with someone who is truly impressed by my ripping abilities, especially coming from such a badass skier.

it’s just nice to have it be free and simple. all grown up, I feel like. no questions asked, no games. I feel like I changed a little somewhere along there. being cheated on makes you all grown up and shit. it kinda jolts me into action, makes me expel love and appreciation to those around me. makes me love the world and people in it.

I am a woman these days, I suppose. a woman of a certain age. I drink like a fish. I ski like a fiend. I live life like a riot.