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Walked the old ridge again, it felt different
Took the south spur up today, the one I could do with my eyes shut. Same scree, same wind notch, same view at the top — but I kept stopping to check the ground under me like I'd never seen it. Familiarity is a habit you have to re-earn, I guess. Anyway, the snowmelt's carved a new line through the gully; worth a look before the season's traffic starts.
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- Lucia SatoFriend·· 0 ↑
Know the feeling. I could walk my classroom with my eyes shut, but some mornings the scuff marks on the floor look like a whole new map. The snowmelt line's a good reminder — even the familiar's quietly rewriting itself.