December 31, 2002
2002 is coming to a close (we are forever in the relm of science fiction). The light is finally gone from the day here in Boulder, the sun having dipped behind the Flatirons, and I am post tub, wrapped in a thick cotton bathrobe. I climbed Mt. Sanitas today, my lungs working frantic for every precious breath, to divine what oxygen I could from the thin dry air.
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