I'm flying tomorrow to Delhi and then at 5am the next day to Bhutan. Milan wants everyone to be at the airport by 2AM. I'm reading a wonderful book - The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying. It's amazing. Anyways, what am I thinking/ feeling right now? Nothing actually. Going back to Himalayas is always like going back home. I feel comfortable there. The city gnaws on you - however you try to keep your sanity - it gnaws. The Himalayas let you be. Give you space. Grow you. Create a freshness. Provide a broad perspective of life. This trek will be interesting. Let's go now.
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