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Wild Page #6
I brought you coffee and a donut,
fresh this morning.
Thanks. Really.
Why don't you come by
for a refill before you head off?
I will. Thanks.
Good morning, fellas.
- Morning.
- Morning.
So, you got a trail name?
- Hmm?
- You know, like a nickname.
We've got one for you.
- Really.
- Queen of the PCT.
Come on.
You've just got so many stories
about people doing things for you
and wanting to help you out.
I mean, nobody ever gives us anything.
No one ever does
anything for us, in fact.
But please, please,
come and get your refill, Your Majesty.
Yeah, Your Majesty
doesn't really go for refills.
Refills typically come to her.
Exactly.
Dude, stop.
Stop. Now I'm going to have
that song stuck in my head
for the next hundred f***ing miles.
- Don't.
Don't.
And I said hey, hey, hey...
Shut up, man.
Shut up! I'm serious.
I said, hey!
What's going on?
Get him. Get him!
I'll get you soaked!
I said hey, what's going on?
I'd rather be
a forest than a street
It's okay.
You're safe.
It's okay.
You're all right.
Don't be scared.
You got him! Thanks!
Thanks.
Does he have a name?
Shooting Star.
Shooting Star?
And I'm Vera, and this is Kyle.
I'm Cheryl.
Are you enjoying your hike today?
thank you very much for asking.
You're so polite.
We're just out for the weekend,
rain or no.
Yeah.
Vera's my grandmom.
because I have some problems
I'm not supposed
to talk about with strangers.
Well, you don't have to talk about them.
But, you know, everybody has problems.
I have problems, too.
What kinds of problems?
Well, I mean,
I have problems with my dad.
I don't see him anymore.
Me, neither. What about your mommy?
She died.
But, you know,
problems don't stay problems.
They turn into something else.
How did she die?
Um...
She got very sick.
My mother's a singer.
She's taught me many songs.
Oh, really?
Would you like to hear one?
Yeah.
From this valley
they say you are leaving
We shall miss your bright eyes
and sweet smile
For you take with you
all of the sunshine
That has brightened our pathway a while
Then come and sit
by my side if you love me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
Just remember the Red River Valley
And the cowboy that loved you so true
Just remember the Red River Valley
And the cowboy that loved you so true
That was really beautiful.
Thank you.
I miss you.
God, I miss you.
There's no way to know what makes
one thing happen and not another.
What leads to what.
What destroys what.
What causes what to flourish.
Or die.
Or take another course.
What if I forgive myself?
What if I was sorry?
But if I could go back in time,
I wouldn't do
What if I wanted to sleep
with every single one of those men?
What if heroin taught me something?
What if all those things I did
were the things that got me here?
What if I was never redeemed?
What if I already was?
It took me years to be the woman
my mother raised.
It took me four years,
seven months and three days to do it.
Without her.
After I lost myself
in the wilderness of my grief,
I found my way out of the woods.
And I didn't even know where I was going
until I got there
on the last day of my hike.
Thank you, I thought
over and over again,
for everything the trail had taught me,
and everything I couldn't yet know.
How, in four years,
I'd cross this very bridge.
I'd marry a man in a spot almost visible
from where I was standing.
How, in nine years, that man and I
would have a son named Carver,
and a year later, a daughter
named after my mother, Bobbi.
I knew only that I didn't need to
reach with my bare hands anymore.
That seeing the fish beneath
the surface of the water was enough.
That it was everything.
My life, like all lives,
mysterious, irrevocable and sacred.
So very close.
So very present.
So very belonging to me.
How wild it was... to let it be.
I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail
Yes, I would
If I could
I surely would
I'd rather be a hammer than a nail
Yes, I would
If I only could
I surely would
Away, I'd rather sail away
Like a swan
That's here and gone
A man gets tied up to the ground
He gives the world
Its saddest sound
I'd rather be a forest than a street
Yes, I would
If I could
I surely would
I'd rather feel
Yes, I would
If I only could
I surely would
As the sun comes up
As the moon goes down
These heavy notions creep around
It makes me think
Long ago
I was brought into this life
Courageous, stumbling
Fearless was my middle name
But somewhere there I lost my way
Everyone walks the same
Expecting me to step
The narrow path they've laid
They claim to walk unafraid
I'll be clumsy instead
Hold me, love me or leave me
High
Say keep within the boundaries
If you want to play
Say contradiction only makes it harder
How can I be
What I want to be?
When all I want to do is strip away
These stilled constraints
And crush this charade
Shred this sad masquerade
I don't need no persuading
I'll trip, fall, pick myself up and
Walk unafraid
I'll be clumsy instead
Hold me, love me or leave me
High
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