July 9, 2018

We let our feet fall over the rocky cliff’s edge. The dirt was cold and sharp beneath our legs. Yellow headlights dotted the thin road that ran through the

valley a thousand meters below. A warm and vibrant evening sun sank behind the mountains we looked upon in amazement. As we emptied a bottle of red wine into our bodies, a buzz swam through and lit us up like the emerging stars. Cool night air washed over us like the river water splashing through hair and clothes and over skin. That was five years ago and still, from somewhere, the memory surfaces just as vividly as if it were the very day itself. It’s all right there, in the breath and the wind and the sun. 

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