Everlasting Everest

Once again Everest haunts my dreams and taunts my waking mind.

I see the cloud cover on the peak, survey the blanket of fog and snow stretching for leagues in every direction. I can feel the freezing wind on my face and I always wake just as I leap from the summit and the currents carry me aloft.

Someday.

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