i dont know what it was. maybe the air rushing past my hand out the window, maybe the windy roads, maybe the clear blue sky, maybe the view from way up above, but whatever it was, it was amazing. it was so calming. relaxing. and much needed.we got to talk a lot. some conversations a little deep, some way out of the ordinary, and some with no words at all. laughing ninety percent of the time, at each other, about how tough the hike up was, how funny the pictures were, or at the other people there.
laying on the top of the mountain on a cool rock in the shade looking out, thinking about the horizon so far in the distance and the unfathomable number of people in the world. it couldnt get much better.
no thoughts of school, being so busy, or stress. it was freeing. i was never ready to leave. i was never bored. no cell phones, no distractions, no one else was there that we knew. we couldnt be bothered or interrupted.
in the car singing out to the songs we both liked and knew every word to. occasionally making hand motions and some interpretive dance moves. feelings of apathy towards what the other thought. it was comfortable. it hilarious.
it was flawless.
