I should have done this as it was happening, and that is the whole ide of why I took the notebook with me. But I did not.
Most of the unique daily events and experiences are fading away from my mind.
This trip was about seeing places.
And as beautiful as that was, I found something else in the process.
Something I thought I had lost.
Something that has nothing to do with places.
It was inside of me.
It was good to re-meet with my path making side.
It was good to walk in the unknown, and make my way, the way I wanted.
It was good to see how my personal limits are a bit farther away, than what I remembered.
It was good to stand in my two feet, in the middle of nowhere, and feel confident.
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