Why do we so easily forget?

New Mexico was yellow.
Utah and Colorado were red. 
(I’m sure they still are).
I visited that part of the country roughly 14 years ago,
 and I swore to myself that I would never go more than 2 years without getting back to the West.
Of course not.
Why, after having been that deeply and profoundly affected in such an unprecedented and positive way, would you ever want to deny that to yourself?
You wouldn’t.
And yet, as certain as I was that I had found a new kind of spiritual home away from home, here I am, a decade and a half later, having not gotten back since.

Why do we so easily forget?

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