Questing

Dreaming the Impossible Dream since 1997

No Mountains this Morning

July13


Mountain road.

There were no mountains to wake up to this morning. For the last few days, each time we would leave the house for breakfast, I would see the mountains I had forgotten were there during my slumber.

Somehow, the cows around here aren’t as majestic as those stony ridges breaking apart the horizons.

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