a bench. please.

If you’ve ever been to the Smoky Mountains there is a long steep hill to get to this place where you can see four states and this breathtaking panoramic, right?  Did I mention the hill?  leg-burning, hold your breath when you pass people-kind.  And every once in a while they put a bench.  But you don’t stop because you won’t start again.  The metaphor should go like this:  The view is worth it… keep going… don’t stop.  But that’s stupid.  Truth is, I’d like a bench about now.  Just a bench!  and a few minutes.

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