Nothing to report so far this morning.
I slept in. That is, if laziness and wakeful dreaming can be called sleep. I drank a coffee and it was time to start working.
I am ready for another mountain trek. It is time to hike a peak, to experience a mostly unhindered view; winded, with modest accomplishment beneath.
"We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn't. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing." - Bukowski
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