The desert is boring.
Do you know how many shapes there are for grains of sand? One. Or so it seems to me. Scientists might disagree but that is what I see. Endless oceans of sand under an endless ocean of stars.
Last week, I saw a lizard. I had a staring contest with it and lost.
And now I will start another night of walking across more desert.
What was I thinking?
Where are those flippin’ mountains?
I wish something different would happen. Anything. Just let something break this monotony.
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