I feel a shift in the air, a change of pressure, a coldness that seeps into my bones. Dark clouds come down from the north bringing rain. I have a long way to go yet, a mountain to climb. I have become separated from the sun by a thick layer of cloud. The rain starts to fall heavily upon me. The path I follow becomes hard to see, obscured by the darkness and rain. My head is down as I place one foot in front of the other. I must keep going.
My journey gets harder as the path begins to climb higher into the mountain. The ground is slippery from the rain, I lose my footing and fall. I am cold and wet lying in the mud, I can not stay here. I do not know what lies ahead but I do know what is behind me. I must keep moving forward, there is no going back. I pick myself up and struggle onward as best as I can. The path is hard but I will not give up.
Eventually I reach the summit and I can finally rest a moment. It is still raining but it is not coming down as hard as it was before. I can see the path ahead of me clearer now. On the horizon sunlight has broken through the clouds, helping me see better where I need to go. The worst of the storm is over, the wind has changed. The weather is different on this side of the mountain. I get up, continue my journey and keep going.
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