July 11

We hike all day with forty pound packs. Actually mine is most likely a lot lighter than that. Upon arriving at the camp we pitch our tents on a cliff overlooking the river. We run out of propane and eat chicken sausage, crunchy rice, and graham crackers for dinner. Before going to sleep I lay on my back on the rock and watch more and more stars clutter the blackness above me. It smells good and I can hear the waterfall and I am not afraid and not alone. I read You Shall Know our Velocity before sleeping and when I put it down, my mind can't settle for much longer.

Why are you scared to dream of God
If it's salvation that you want?
You see stars that clear have been dead for years,
But the idea still lives on.

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