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Went to see my grandparents today. There is a general sense of amusement when I show up at their house, I think it’s because of my hair and my beard. There is also a sense of relief because nothing has happened to me on the road.

“When is the beard coming off?” they ask.
“Once I’m done with my walk,” I answer.
“When will you be done with your walk?” they want to know.
But I have no answer.

Grandparents’ house

Time passes, change rolls like a never ending storm across the land, and everything is different today.



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