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The list of subjects to reflect upon grows. It is lunchtime and I find myself staring out of my new office's windows towards the west hills. There are so many things on my prayer list, I do not know where to begin; one of those things being transportation to and from the trailhead; another being healing for my uncle who is going through a hard time; yet another is for my sister's recovery from heart surgery; and yet one more that comes to mind is my friend Jenny's home she is trying to purchase. These two weeks will be like no other, I can tell that now. My pervious hikes in the desert were linear to what was happening in my life at the time; like a vacation vs. a severance package. I have lost the perspective I clung to so tightly in the past and I do not like that. I desire the longing I used to have for the out of doors as the gym is a poor substitute. Hopefully, these two weeks will spark the hunger I used to have, I just wished Curly was along for the walk.
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