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First steps - Simona Carini | writer
At the trailhead I vacillate and waver, shake away the urge to start, as if it were a pest aiming at my face, turn my attention to a thought-that-cannot-wait-a-moment-longer, though it has lain forgotten for days. Drizzle dots my glasses sliding down a cold nose Random aches nag The bench on the bluff lures me …