Day 18. Here and there. Montserrat Mountains

I arrived. Whatever that means. Two and a half weeks of walking. I am where I wanted to go. The sadness of arriving, the happiness of having come all the way.

I don't know yet how to describe these mountains, this holy place, I don't know yet what happened exactly in the last 18 days.

Today I will be there, surrounded by mountains. In the coming days I will return here, in the world of words. Different realities. Different worlds. Or maybe not.

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