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Saturday, January 06, 2007
Crunch, Crunch, Crunch, Slip
The snow was matted down just enough to be crunchy, but not hard or slippery. The sun was pleasant, and the temperature perfect. A bit of wind, and unpacked snow on the open plain was less than ideal, but short lived. Otherwise, it was one foot in front of the other, and don't step on the dog.
inner tension - i know i'll figure it out
but when and what will the answer be i must be patient but it's hard to know where the line between being patient and not pushing hard enough is being lazy is often what it feels like I am no longer in a state of limbo I am moving forward, improving It's a slow process, and hence the feeling of being stuck But, in fact, things are changing for the better all the time |
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