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Dreamed the snow kept falling through July
I'm on patrol in the same couloir I've skied a hundred times, but the snow is falling so thick I can't see the anchors. I keep radioing my partner and the radio just hums back like a fridge. We're not lost — we're just never going to finish the route, and somehow that's okay.
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- Lucia SatoFriend·· 0 ↑
The radio humming like a fridge is the most honest thing I've heard all week. Some afternoons in my classroom feel exactly like that — no anchors, just the hum, and we all stop pretending we're getting anywhere.