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im trying to think of an interesting story. ok here goes.
its been snowing for weeks and i am frozen to the core. The relentless winds are slowly driving me insane. i can handle the snow, but the constant battering against my skin is really taking its toll. im alone up here now, everyone else has turned back, their spirit slowly destroyed by the mountain. After Bryan got injured it really butchered the moral of the remaining climbers. fucking wind, i can barely hear myself think in this tent. Ill be surprised if you are even capable of reading this, my hand is so cold.
I have always wanted to make it to the top, to see the fabled cave that lies roughly 3/4s up. it was an amazing sight. The ice crystals were enormous, i wish i could have gotten some photos. I forgot that i had given my camera to Rachel, and she turned back a week ago im sure. i dont even know how long i have been up here anymore, i have no way of telling the time. Most of my electronics have frozen solid.
The cave, it was incredible. i wish i could have had someone else with me when i was there. i have always believed that the best moments in life are shared. I had to crawl for maybe a dozen yards before it became wide and tall enough to stand. The chamber i found in there was truly breathtaking. There were all sorts of different crystal formations most of them a vibrant blue color. Like the blue in the shallows off the tropical coasts. Or the blue in those little pools at yellowstone. The blue of her eyes, yeah thats what it is best compared to. the blue of her eyes. i could have stared into them forever.
How i miss her so. Here i am on top of a mountain, thousands of miles away from the girl of my dreams, by myself, and freezing my ass off. i wish i was sitting by her side, by a fire, or sitting on a bench with the sun on our backs. or holding her close. holding her close to keep me warm.
So why am i up here on this mountain. it seemed like a good idea when i first thought of the journey. I was in a spot in my life were things just seemed to be standing still, i wanted to mix things up a bit, go on an adventure. i feel like i have succeeded, and yet i am not totally happy with my choice. i miss her blue eyes too much, i wish i would have gone on an adventure with her.
Not that this hasnt been exciting. i have seen crevices in the ice that looked like they went down for miles. i have seen snow fall so heavily that i could not see more than five feet in front of me. i have challenged my self to continue going even when everyone else has turned back.
bleh, done, i dont like this story, concentrated to much on his thoughts, not so much the location like i wanted to.
its been snowing for weeks and i am frozen to the core. The relentless winds are slowly driving me insane. i can handle the snow, but the constant battering against my skin is really taking its toll. im alone up here now, everyone else has turned back, their spirit slowly destroyed by the mountain. After Bryan got injured it really butchered the moral of the remaining climbers. fucking wind, i can barely hear myself think in this tent. Ill be surprised if you are even capable of reading this, my hand is so cold.
I have always wanted to make it to the top, to see the fabled cave that lies roughly 3/4s up. it was an amazing sight. The ice crystals were enormous, i wish i could have gotten some photos. I forgot that i had given my camera to Rachel, and she turned back a week ago im sure. i dont even know how long i have been up here anymore, i have no way of telling the time. Most of my electronics have frozen solid.
The cave, it was incredible. i wish i could have had someone else with me when i was there. i have always believed that the best moments in life are shared. I had to crawl for maybe a dozen yards before it became wide and tall enough to stand. The chamber i found in there was truly breathtaking. There were all sorts of different crystal formations most of them a vibrant blue color. Like the blue in the shallows off the tropical coasts. Or the blue in those little pools at yellowstone. The blue of her eyes, yeah thats what it is best compared to. the blue of her eyes. i could have stared into them forever.
How i miss her so. Here i am on top of a mountain, thousands of miles away from the girl of my dreams, by myself, and freezing my ass off. i wish i was sitting by her side, by a fire, or sitting on a bench with the sun on our backs. or holding her close. holding her close to keep me warm.
So why am i up here on this mountain. it seemed like a good idea when i first thought of the journey. I was in a spot in my life were things just seemed to be standing still, i wanted to mix things up a bit, go on an adventure. i feel like i have succeeded, and yet i am not totally happy with my choice. i miss her blue eyes too much, i wish i would have gone on an adventure with her.
Not that this hasnt been exciting. i have seen crevices in the ice that looked like they went down for miles. i have seen snow fall so heavily that i could not see more than five feet in front of me. i have challenged my self to continue going even when everyone else has turned back.
bleh, done, i dont like this story, concentrated to much on his thoughts, not so much the location like i wanted to.