I'm a wreck with people. It messes me up and it messes them up. I am sorry. I get along with the stones of mountains. I get along with river crossings. I work well with ascents and descents.
I drink when I think of others. I rise early and am happy when I think of the waiting sky, the mountains, the earth that will welcome my feet. I am so, so very sorry.
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“While a man is racing he must hate himself and his competitors.”
ReplyDeletePercy Cerutty