July 23, 2015

(an old post I wrote on another blog)

The truth is that we were and are never climbing the same mountains, our struggles aren't the same. I  think about how infuriating this is because this should be so easy so why doesn't it work, you and me? I thought you were different, which is always the mistake. I wish I never met you but I don't want to forget you.

Iceland 2014