First day back on the trail after moving.
Told myself I'd take it slow.
Three miles in, and I've got a blister from shoes I've worn forever, ones that used to be my most comfortable.
So maybe that's a sign too.
Everything feels different. My body especially.
Sat down to rest and watched dragonflies for a long time. Thinking about how moving means losing some things, saying goodbye to others. Transition as a slow bleed. Life and death hovering and darting while I limped along.
And still, each step adds to the pilgrimage. Even the awkward ones. Even the slow, blistered ones. Even today's.
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