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By evening, the skin across my back stretches in sunburn, not displeased. I guide the car into a dirt road off incomplete directions, we climb into the mountain only to be stopped by a hundred black cows, scowling at me in the road. At the top of the mountain, valleys stretch before me in all directions. I do not know how to capture it. 

Later, underneath a sky made bright by starlight, I think the same again. Here it is, the endless sky I’ve been waiting for. 

Here it is, the adventure i so nearly thought I could not give myself again. 

All the things that are to come

will come. 

Not on your schedule, 

but the right one.