Day 109a: The Way flows ever onward … (August 16, 2019)
I think it almost goes without saying that I didn’t get the best night’s sleep on the high-rise’s front staircase (maybe a few fitful hours, at best), and so I shrugged my shoulders, got up, smiled gently, and hobbled off into the still-dark very-early morn …
“What embodies the greatest meaning (and thereby garners the greatest peace) for any pilgrim is the obstacle, the fatigue, even the peril of the walk itself. For in truth what pleasure can there be in an excursion where one is always sure of arriving, or finding ready shelter, or being given an excellent supper, or provided any of the other comforts one can enjoy at home. Indeed, one of the great misfortunes of modern living is the lack of any weighty surprise or purposeful adventure.” ~ via Théophile Gautier
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