Sometime in the Spring of 2013 I realized I needed to learn how to blow glass. Not sure how else to say it really.
June 9th
I followed an impulse and I called up Maya. To highlight the important part of the conversation- Me: "I don't really know how to say this man, but there is nothing more that I want right now than to be your next apprentice." Maya: "Hell yea man!" Well that was easy.
June 10th
In between shifts at the restaurant, I went on the greyhound bus website and bought a ticket from Savannah to Denver. I called up my friend for a ride to the station. Less than two hours later we were taking the 45 minute drive to Savannah.
June 12th
I arrived in Denver, jumped on the lightrail, and got off at the station Maya had told me to. I walked down the street, backpack on my back, and got lost for a minute. I called up Maya. I just walked past his place. I turned around and a moment later I saw a long haired bearded hippy walking out of the house smiling. "What's up?! I'm Jeremiah!" We shook hands then went inside.
And that's how I got to Hand of Man. I was there from June 12th to November 16th. Here's what I learned, not in any specific chronological order.
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It's been three weeks too long since I've been behind a torch. Maybe that's what brought me to post this?

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