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August 28, 2007
It is a slow slough up the mountain
at first there is excitement the thrill of leaving behind the normal the mundane the rock of a world that sustains and supports us but that we disdain because we feel unworthy of love. So there is that
But after a while the air conditioning gets old the french fries get stale and the seat aches. How tall is this damn mountain when can we ever get out of this car. So there is that
But the summit , the beauty the breathtaking affirmation we are this good. There is that