A winding mountain road in the Sierra Nevada of California, flanked by great pines and leading to our cabin, proved instrumental in helping me to demonstrate a metaphysical truth. At first, whenever I left the cabin, I would invariably turn in the wrong direction to get to the nearest town.
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