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at
first it seemed like it was going to be a bummer
not having a car at our disposal (Jeep died
dramatically climbing a hill, backfiring and a
smell). i corrupt easy and living seemingly far
from most things made palatable the proposition
that i should be, like, just totally driving
everywhere. but then stuck with no option other
than going on foot we both felt great taking the
40-minute walk to alelele falls, where we had the
joint to ourselves and skinnydipped in sunshine
jungle seclusion. on the hike out we passed
several other parties, each of which asked, anyone
there? yes, you, and everyone else. but the
main thing i remember is just enjoying the walk,
and even the necessity of walking. the hardest
part was the final climb up double concrete strips
of driveway, .667 miles straight up (on a steep
slant). we were sweating and wheezing, loving
every moment. is there an ideal way of living or
is every scheme flawed? is it wrong to ask
yes-or-no questions? what is wrong, what is
right--are false dichotomies the reason we live
and/or die? remember to smile...
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