finding that quiet corrie with a few meters of level ground feels like the real pivot. Letting urgency pick the next step while you thin the trees and feel out foundations makes the work feel alive and and grounded. The way you held onto sleep sanity with those red futons tells me the shelter you build will be sturdy and beuatiful. Even the wild road antics read like comic relief now, so the center you two are building already holds.
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