3 Months Away

I miss the mountains. I have slowly moved on from my previous job, but somehow, I miss the mountain treks where I used to pack everything that I need to survive in my dueter bag, and conquering the steep and sometimes slippery and muddy foot paths in search of natural wonders for the future tourists. I miss working in the field. I wish all of the ninety people we asked to take care of the place are okay. I am praying for our success.