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>lifelong /outist/
>big life changes happen
>having a hard time reconciling things
>decide to take time off and just think about stuff in nature
>also tend to lean toward the extreme, and like ascetic practices
>decide to go to desert
>make sure to bring enough water, sun shade, general basic survival stuff
>go a little light and bland on food, bring jerky, plain crackers, dates just in case
>have lived in the desert for months before, not worried
>get to desert
>hot as fuck, but beautiful
>set off and hike down a sandstone and basalt canyon, through fine sand and sagebrush
>sun beating down on me but the constant breeze in the canyon feels amazing
>coyote crosses my path, we stop and look at each other for a while, he runs away
>waterfall a few miles in at the end of canyon, can feel the cool mist on my face as I get closer
>strip down to underwear, shower in waterfall, feels incredible
>hang out for a while, dry off on a rock in the sun
>soak shemagh in water and set off
>spotted a mesa up 200 feet of scree leading to the mostly sheer canyon edge, not quite on the level of the surrounding plateau but high off the canyon floor, great spot to camp
>nobody will fuck with me over there either since it's so hard to get up to
>it's a tough climb with a ruck on, I'm tired, but make my way up
>get on mesa, wind is whipping up the rocks
>don't feel good, but figure that's just being tired, hungry, and hot
>dismayed to find only small rocks, takes like an hour to get piles big enough to tie my sun shade down to
>sun shade acts like a sail and is whipping like crazy
>crawl under, decide to rest for a while
>tunnel vision really bad
>check my water, I've been drinking a ton, pissing lots, i'm not dehydrated
>wait it out for a bit
>can't catch breath
>heart is still beating fast
>leg cramps up out of nowhere
>but I drank enough water
>oh no
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