Yesterday I went for a walk in the forest with Jason. I watched, riveted, the dance of two salmon, horny and dying. I walked down a trail made by bears. I was quietly terrified of slippery rocks and logs.
On the drive back, (was it before or after Jason pointed out the red-tailed hawk flying over the suburban highway?), I felt overcome by joy, wordless and unadulterated.
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