Tunnels and Such.

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So, thanks to my buddy Alissa, 

who gave me some solid advice the other day,

I went on a hike.

You know,

One of those mind clearing

cold, refreshing,

digestive hikes.

My "lil sis" Kt and I grabbed our flashlight,

Pulled on our beanies,

And stuffed my bag with water and gloves.

The sun was hanging low when we set off,

and the trail was wide.

It seemed like everyone 

was coming back to their cars to warm up

and turn on their heaters

While we strode on the crunchy dirt path

Wrapping around the mountains,

winding away from the world,

away from the noise.

It was just me

and Kt

And our crunching footsteps.

And then we reached the tunnels.

They were a lot darker when we neared them.

Sort of ominous.

But beautiful.

So we went into the dark 

and talked of life

and fears

and struggles

and joys

and stupid humor

and you know what?

In the cold air,

and amidst the crunching beneath us

I could feel life swelling into my lungs again;

it was the sensation of living in rawness

and embracing reality.

Thank you, Alissa,

And thank you, Kt,

And thank you,

cold 
beautiful 
night.