190 Miles East on the GET

Moving slow and safe. New places seen a new. Heating up. Long stretches of an arid land lie ahead. Dangerous out here alone. What torturous agony. Poked by Agave, clawed and entrapped by Catclaw. Can’t go forward can’t go back. Swarmed by bees. Over two dozen stings. Eye swollen shut. Off route and stuck in  hell. Let me out! Two feet away – the route. Back on track. Heaven. And tonight, sleep beneath the stars. Diamonds

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    Swarmed, Eye Swollen 

of light cooling and soothing. Rest. Sweet bliss.


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