I am surrounded by a landscape that continues to reshape itself into new configurations.
The familiar and nostalgic reemerge time and again, combine with some previously unexplored terrain feature, fade into the distance.
Paradox: There is no reason to take a step in any direction because the world moves of its own accord. Or adversely, you wish to remain close to a significant landmark, in which case it is your prerogative to give chase.
Hopelessly, vigorously, I leap up a waterfall like a deranged salmon.
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