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January 20, 2018
I put my headphones on. My head floats back a half inch or so and my eyes close. I am enclosed in a new space. Taking a breath, I fill my lungs with cold air. A steep hill of snow extends over to my right, dotted with trees. I am skiing down the hill, dodging the trees, feeling the skis bite into the snow and bounce over the ice. My right leg is a shock absorber, holding the ski down against the snow. I will have to shift my weight and turn at the bottom so I can stop there.