I found two rocks that have been placed just far enough apart that I can stand with one foot on one and one foot on the other, either looking towards the big cliff-rock or away from it. I stand on these standing-rocks and exist within the space.
I notice the autumnal nature of the season. Leaves are brown. Gusty air movements bring some drops of rain. The cliff-rock has a varied texture. A dog approaches me, uncertain of my status. The sounds of people approach. I dismount from the standing rocks and return to my abode, excited to be at the starting point.
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