There was the woman I was before my mom died and the one I was now, my old life sitting on the surface of me like a brui — Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

There was the woman I was before my mom died and the one I was now, my old life sitting on the surface of me like a brui — Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

There was the woman I was before my mom died and the one I was now, my old life sitting on the surface of me like a brui — Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

There was the woman I was before my mom died and the one I was now, my old life sitting on the surface of me like a brui — Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

There was the woman I was before my mom died and the one I was now, my old life sitting on the surface of me like a brui — Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

There was the woman I was before my mom died and the one I was now, my old life sitting on the surface of me like a bruise.

— Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

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