When I go to my backyard, first thing I do is turn to the mountains. Sometimes I find myself just standing there, staring, thinking about nothing in particular; my errand that led me to the yard, forgotten. When I drive home, my car comes around the top of our street and heads down the hill - and I look at the mountains. I must glance at them 20 times each day. Often, I don't even realize that I'm turning to find them - until I find myself standing, staring, forgetting.
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