I'm in love with the world. Life has some short-term purpose again. I just spoke to my guide from a previous trek, Mannu Raawat, and I think I can plod on with some meaningful drudgery for the next few months. May be it's Roop Kund. May be it's Satopanth Lake again. Who cares, as long as the blankets are warm, the snows are deep, and the memories are there to keep.
Think Himalayas. The Last of the Mountains (Geographically speaking)
"If the mountain defeats you, will you risk a more dangerous road?"