Welcome to Memoirs from the Mount, a weekly adventure through the twisting catacombs of my ever-decaying stream of consciousness. From the solitary peak of Mount Fuji to the cascading slopes of Mount Timpanogos, I'm sending a telegram of my perspective on current events surrounding BYU athletics.
The deadline accelerates. Relentless in its flight and rigid in its course, I've booked a one-way trip to BYU football in the year 2025. The train's steady sway rocks the car from right to left. At times, I feel so accustomed to its shifts, as if I could nod off to sleep and awaken before the towering monument of LaVell Edwards Stadium.