Miles of lakes and forests and treacherous mountains and snow. Untouched. Miles and miles and miles that made the distance stretch on and on into what felt like oblivion. It seemed like I could touch the mountain tops, like I could run down to the lakes below, but my voice couldn’t even reach the ground from the top of the cliff we stood on. And it was a straight down drop. Daggered and jagged and impaling rocks, sharp and ruling. One misstep, and it was all over.
Miles and miles and miles.
Untouched.
For the first time, I felt small and I loved it. I felt insignificant, and tiny, and like nothing important mattered. It was mindfully nice. It made all my worries and stresses and overthinking felt even smaller than I felt. It made me question why they even existed. Why we even existed. The quietness of the will forest made me feel like I could do everything and nothing at the same time. Like I was all-powerful and easily mortal. It made me question everything. I felt small, but so loved. Everything and Nothing.
That was Kavanaugh Ridge. Everything and nothing.
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music by - Beatcore & Ashley Apollodor - Just Stay
15 ноя 2022
