Each morning, shortly after I wake up, I wish I were in Utah.
Sometimes while I'm peeing. Sometimes while I'm showering. Sometimes while I'm brushing my teeth. Always withing twenty minutes of rising out of my bed.
During the rest of the day, thoughts of Utah intrude. Over and over again.
I wish I were in Utah as I turn off the lights and close my eyes.
As I've written in the past, I have not plans to send myself to Utah, but many times a day, I wish I were already there.
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