My company was planning an annual skiing trip to Lake Tahoe, and I was eagerly looking forward to this adventure. The weather was perfect for the first few days, and I fully enjoyed every moment of this luxurious opportunity, carving the slopes at high altitudes and absorbing the beauty of Tahoe highlands. I continued writing my stories in the meantime, allowing my feelings to bubble up from the depth of my memory banks, skillfully expressing them with pinching precision. This trip only lasted a few blissful days, and it made me crave for more Tahoe energy. I adored this place and was drawn to it greatly as if there were more mysterious things it wanted to show me. I made myself a promise to come back here during the summer, carefully wrapped up my gear, and was headed back home.
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