Desert thinking

The melancholy peace, of a solitary walk in the deep desert, has found footing in my everyday soujourn. The dull, dim, yet alert and living eyes. The sensitive hearing. The slow, purposeful stride towards nowhere in particular, along unseen and unmarked paths. And best of all, the rich and empty thinking which comes of lonesome, yet not lonely, passage through strange, unpeopled places.

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