6/13/18

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Miles and miles and miles of this scenery. Even flat miles here in Vermont are keeping me inspired.

With my entire body committed to forward motion at a fairly steady rate of speed, I start to feel like a machine whose operator has dozed off. It becomes more difficult to stop than to continue on. And I know the path ahead will bring me peace, because the path behind me did so. The fly flew into my mouth, and I spit it out.