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When I am away from the mountains, I miss them. It is a sad, uneasy, restless sort of feeling.

I’ve spent so long with them right beside me and now I can not see them at all. I’ve been ripped away.

At home, they are always there. A constant unchanging fact. Something that I never think about until they are gone. And once away, I realize how much a part of me they have become. And I a part of them.

Oh, how easily I take things for granted.

But I am strong.

I will adapt. I will learn. I will live.

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