We’re stuck in a cycle of self-induced wretchedness. That’s why we always go to the desert when Mock you until you literally and figuratively lighten up and conform to the place. If you persist in your gravity, the desert will take full advantage - it will have you falling over yourself as you trudge along carrying your blame and angst and fear it will It took a good half-mile before we were convinced of our absurdity. Solemnity is difficult, however, when one is tumbling down hills of snow-covered, deep sand and slipping off steep angles of slickrock on one’s backside. Hang onto the somber roles we had adopted. Moving into the elegant world of white-draped red rock is usually enough to strip our minds of the qualms that harass us, but on this particular day, Steve and I both stomped into the desert bearing a commitment to My fear began roiling, slowly at first, but soon popping and splashing out of its shallow container.
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