Rut

I traveled along my rut yet again today
I was comforted by the
familiar sights
familiar sounds
familiar tastes
familiar smells
familiar feel
and feelings
Why wouldn’t I?
This is trip number…I can’t remember
It is so very comfortable here
No chance of pain
except the usual ones I run into
every time I round a certain bend
and that other one
and that other one
But they are familiar and have
become old friends that I
probably shouldn’t be around
This is trip number…still nothing
Hmm, these walls are kind of high on either side
Let me see if I can climb one
and have a gander as to
what might be on the other side

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this climbing is tiresome

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not sure I should continue

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oh no. too high to turn back now