For most of my adult life, at least as long as I can remember I've had this strong attraction to the Incan ruins of Machu Picchu high up in the mountains in Cusco, Peru, South America. I didn't know anything about it apart from seeing beautiful images and developed a knowing that one day I would love to experience it. It's been on my Google doc-based bucket list for quite some time now. We have these dreams, these wishes that you say 'one day' about, don't we? Then life kinda swirls us up into the routine that our Western culture programs into us and we either forget about these 'dreams' or we keep them in the 'one day' pile stuck behind our mounds of distractive escapism and binge-filled weekends and I have become so conscious over the years of not wanting to stagnate, you know, I'm not saying we can't enjoy those routines, the comfort they provide has a lot of use, especially in certain periods of life but I just can't help th
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