Hermits Rest

I met a wonderful girl named Jessi when I lived at the Grand Canyon. I don't know how we drifted apart but I think it's like a lot of things in life where you don't know what's going on or why things are happening until it's all over. Now I can look back and see what events led me to the Grand Canyon and what reasons there were that made me want to leave. I sure wish I could go back in time because I would certainly do some things differently.