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Dec 26, 2005 00:35

turquoise is the colour i need to get clean
the forest burns
and with it something inside me...

I leave tomorrow at noon.

My backpack is packed. My mp3 player is loaded. My boots are waterproofed and I have unsubscribed from the ADF lists that bog down my inbox. Am I excited yet?

No.
It's complicated.

I now have a curious desire to burn all my bridges, to unleash a biting honesty on everyone and everything. Some of it would be surprisingly warming. Some of it would freeze.

All of it is irrelevant.

JB or somebody similar knows that you need to burn bridges when you COME to them, not when you've already crossed them. So for now, I am just going to wake up, yawn, take a shower, and put my boots on. I will somehow wedge into a tiny four-person stickshift car with four people, four packs, and three bouldering pads, and then sing or sleep my way toward Horse Pens Alabama.

I don't want to think about what will happen if I don't find what I'm looking for there, so I won't.

I'm just going to wake up and leave.

I'll find it, damnit.
It's there.

It's got to be right where I left it.
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