As long as that doesn't includes stepping off of those cliffs, sounds great. I remember standing on the second floor balcony of a class building in Pasadena and looking at the San Francisco Mountains one winter, thinking that I just wanted to start walking towards them and lose myself in them, they were so beautiful, just walk and leave everything lying behind me... including my body eventually. It's that old siren-song, you know. Hang in there, dear. HUGGGGGGSSSSSS
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