Day-to-tomorrow please

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Confused… at times more than confused… family time and memories times… How come remembering past events annoyed me so much, at times bored me (to death would say the little devil). Maybe it’s about that, memories and remembering is not actually living; it’s running after something which has been rather than building what could be? Day-to-tomorrow please? My memories are here like a good tone muscle, still what I like is the run!

Cold turkey

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“What, we are not moving” said the legs, “what we are sitting, we can’t be sitting, seriously… sitting is new smoking. Get moving.” Pause… “Really you seriously planned to sit all day… in front of that pc… seriously”… Ah the joy of internal dialogue when you go cold turkey on hiking…

What?

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One day left… Only one day ? Where are those 174 km, 11000 meters up, 12160 going down? gone, disappeared already under the eagerness of the feet. Damn… Can I do it once again? Can I extend it for another two weeks? Rewind the reel and my world to a second beginning? The end is the beginning? Hum… the spiral has spiraled, the end is just another beginning.

On its own

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Whatever the challenges of the day, it is so easy. It is simple: about walking, about moving one foot after the other, about a rucksack in place, about pacing oneself on the path, about an action to be done. But evening… whatever the easiness of the evening, it can be a challenge. The absence of tasks, the absence of actions to fill the mind, the role is unclear, the visibility may disappear with the night, and still that’s when the mind is on its own that evolution really happens!

Only in my mind?

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I can see the path ahead. It looks hard, exposed, and slippery. Slight shiver. And I am now on the path, one foot after the other, simply focused, mind and feet acting with the same intention, staying firmly on the ground. Easy and big smile. Hum… looking ahead or a perception to create difficulties?