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24 hours ago i was bedding down in the Smoky Mountains.
But not anymore.
Which is somehow sad.
Since the minute we pulled into the mountains I wished to come back down but now that I'm safely sea-level I wish to go back up.
Ain't that funny?
That now that I'm back in my old creaky mattress I can't help thinking of the pink-pillowed single now sleeping someone else at the summit.
I always said those mountains were for recluses and unibombers but maybe, just maybe, I might not mind one more night or so there.
Then again what am I saying?
But not anymore.
Which is somehow sad.
Since the minute we pulled into the mountains I wished to come back down but now that I'm safely sea-level I wish to go back up.
Ain't that funny?
That now that I'm back in my old creaky mattress I can't help thinking of the pink-pillowed single now sleeping someone else at the summit.
I always said those mountains were for recluses and unibombers but maybe, just maybe, I might not mind one more night or so there.
Then again what am I saying?