We eagerly inch our way to higher elevations; pressing the limits of where the shores of spring meet the tenaciousness of winter...
For every five out of seven days I wish it were just this simple. But there are times in life when it's easy to lose sight of what's real...
It's no secret that I work for The Man. And today, The Man asked me how I manage to keep such an even keel at work - how I always seem to have ice running through my veins. "Don't you ever get stressed out?" The Man asked.
And I answered, with the slightest smile, "I know I was born, and I know that I'll die; but the inbetween is mine..."
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The world would be such a better and more sane place if more people got out and enjoyed nature. Of course then it would be harder for us to find solitude.
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