above the Pyrenees.
Why do I consistently chose the problem when I know the answer? I am consistently choosing the problem! Even in the midst of the answer I eventually choose the problem again. All the time. I am afraid of myself, my brothers and everything else. Where did my fear come from? It's debilitating. I do not fear the unknown, but the known - how very true? At the end of the walk I was failing to achieve what I needed from the experience. After Cortes I would say I was distracted from being on the path. From Zaragoza to Cortes I was fixed in my mind. From Cortes to Alcanadre it was a chore; a yawn; a lack of peace or sufficiency. By the time I had reached Tudela my mind was struggling to find true quiet.