The trail is still. Sweat trickles down my back, although there’s a ton of shade. Somewhere in the distance, I hear two women softly speaking spanish.
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Morrie pants, as I look around at the towering trees. It’s quiet.
Ganondagan Trail
We went on a hike at Ganondagan today. I snapped a pic of Morris mid-sniff.
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I turn down the radio, and quickly glance between the passenger and driver seat.
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It’s hot. My grey tank has become another layer of skin. I run my hand through my short, cropped hair, taking a deep breath as I push forward.