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There was a difficult part of the trek to Lobuche that I was barely breathing enough while dragging myself up a steep uphill. Thick mist loomed over the hill, like how I felt about the EBC trek and other emo life situations at that time- I couldn’t see the end.
Upon dropping my belongings at the Lobuche teahouse, I resisted the urge to nauseate at the lounge, and decided to use the remaining energy I had to mentally disconnect from my physical discomfort of altitude sickness. Swinging the exit door open, was a cold Khumbu breeze greeting before strolling around the small settlement with my camera.
The locals were friendly and the snowy mountains were calming. I felt warmer moving around with every bootprint imprinted on the thick white snow. I gazed at the carefree chases of the wild dogs and the smoke that guided me to peer over kitchen windows of dinner preparations.
I immersed in these simple narratives and there was nothing else on my mind.
I couldn’t see the end, but I saw the present.
The present was uncomfortable and upsetting, and the present was captivating and beautiful- it calmed the dread, discomfort and sadness.
Take a break and be at peace.
When the end is unclear, there is always still a part that is less unbearable.
Shot on 21 October 2019- Day 7 EBC Trek, Lobuche (4910m) with Sony A7iii.
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