You Do Not Have to Walk 10,000 Steps Through the Desert, Repenting

In which simple comforts, chronic illness, Japanese pedometers, high heels, Prince's hips, "Wild Geese," and Mt. Everest are discussed

“But now that I was sick, I couldn’t absorb any discomfort. I needed everything around me to be perfect: the right temperature, the right light, the right soft surfaces and quiet voices. Houses are highly efficient shrines to comfort, and when you’re sick, it seems like that external comfort is all you have.”

-Blair Braverman, “Lyme Disease Changed My R…

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