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At one of my many meetings today some one's coffee cup had a map of the world on it. I saw Alaska on it and I was overwhelmed with the realization that as excited as I am to go to Wales, it's not SE Alaska. I was hit with longing for the rocky coast, the greys and greens, the foreboding expanses of evergreens, the quiet.... gah. I die a little every year more I spend NOT in Alaska.
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I was more just struck with the intense punch of longing that happened in that moment. That hasn't happened in a long time.
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