the days have been sweet with uninterupted pleasure. By the third day of my journey, the mental landscape had already begun to change. Before I left home, it had become difficult to ignore the tightness in my stomach and the sensation of holding my breath...waiting for something to change before I could take another inhale. Then it occured to me; let go. Let go of that. "Let go absolutely"! I would keep walking, I told myself, and breathing... and by nightfall I would reach the summit.
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