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Published: June 26th 2011
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Kilimanjaro from the air - the last time I'll lay eyes on it? Long flights home. Kilimanjaro to the Mombasa bus-stop then on to Addis Ababa. Five hour wait at Addis Ababa airport before boarding a plane to London. Completely exhausted by then but all that happens is I get more exhausted by the time I land back at Heathrow. There are questions multiplying in my head and answers keep appearing before me, tempting me to pretend I know what I want next. Is this what happens when you run at life? Does it come at you even faster?
When I was very young, I used to dream of running through lush, green, wet forests, will-o-the-wisps dancing their riddles around me as I went. This is beginning to feel like the part of life where dreams begin to come true.
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