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As my heart sank, I gathered rocks from the riverside to knock the drone free. What I should have known was that this attempt was a long-shot at best. Standing beneath the tree, with the drone lodged high up, the futile effort reminded me of how quickly joy can turn to despair.
Reflecting on My Journey
After coming to terms with my drone’s fate, I took a moment to hike to the source of the Columbia River. With the tranquility of nature surrounding me, I realized that despite the challenges and misfortunes of the day, life has a way of guiding us forward. Instead of dwelling on what was lost, I learned to embrace the experience as part of the journey.