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Muddy water is best cleared by leaving it alone.
About 20 years ago I’m not sure I would have intentionally gone outside in the rain to enjoy myself. There were the few times I inadvertantly was stuck on long runs — 4 or 5 miles from shelter — and sloshed my way back. But that wasn’t by choice.
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It took 50 years for me to build a fire in the rain. Why? I don't know and it really doesn't matter; maybe that's the way it was supposed to be.
I often wonder what changed from that time to now that I fucking love the cold, wet drizzle here. Then I realize, “oh yeah, that me is gone — I’m a different person” and then I think about something else.