She had never fully experienced this before. Living in this tension, living with a constant complication ever before her. This was now her life.
She stopped walking and looked at earth below. She had ascended to quite the height in her trek. Being up this high helped her to forget. To forget…things. The snow-capped mountains were below her, the crashing waves of the ocean farther below them.
The trail that began her descent was approaching. She could feel it. The time was coming again for her to descend.
It was so funny, these simultaneous emotions of happiness and sadness. She could only be ever grateful that emotions were so fickle.
She closed her eyes. She felt crying again. But at the same time there were so many reasons to laugh. And to dance.