It's Pisces season and worse, a full moon, so time to get saaaad. I actually felt pretty good remembering that today. If astrology is good for something, it's a great excuse to tell yourself why you've been crying in the shower so much lately.
Yesterday, I went on the longest solo hike I've done in a while. I think I'm getting better at solo hiking than I felt when I went on my first one (on my 30th birthday!) although I'm still drinking the exact same cider while I do it. I've hiked the Falls Hollow network of trails literally scores of times, but never gone all the way up to the fire tower, so I thought yesterday was a good day to make the attempt. I thought the tower might be lonely up there. It's a treacherously steep, but otherwise accessible hike - about 10 miles round trip, though most of it is easy waterfall slopes and winding rhododendron trails.
It felt good to be in the woods alone, and I didn't feel the kind of nervous energy I get into sometimes. I can pretty much tell at the beginning if a hike is going to be a good hike for that. I realized that when I'm solohiking, I move much, much faster than I would in company - probably partially because the dog is half-dragging me, and partially because I'm not talking - but I got to the fire road in record time. On the other side, I also stop and sit more than I would if I had company, not to rest, but simply to enjoy the solitude of the woods and the spaces. I let myself explore more.
I don't know. This whole post is sort of stupid and I don't really want to finish it, so I won't. Lucky I already put the super cheerful pictures in place and maybe they can lend the whole thing a kind of upbeat quality I don't actually feel about anything right now.
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