we rushed to prep some chicken and pack a picnic to catch the sun. we could see it going down as we drove to the peak so we grab as much food as we could and hiked up the mountain. everyone was leaving as we hiked up the mountainous trail. my calves were sore and my eyes constantly watering from the dust and harsh air. the sun was hiding behind the mountains but we could see that it was still up and we were determined to catch up. we walked a little faster, so fast i could no longer feel the urge to pee. like my fight-and-flight system was kicking in or some type of hiker’s high. we finally reached a good point where we could see the sun go down and the view of most of the bay. it was breathtaking. i could not have designed a better scenery on sketch paper. the bay, silicon valley, is truly beautiful. as the sun was setting we started eating first our salad, then the tuna, and finally dug into the tiramisu. we finished with some white zinfadel(the dessert wine?) and as the sweetness of the wine rolled down our throats i could feel tears rolling down my eyes. the emotions that have been boiling in my system for weeks, or months, or perhaps even years just needed a quick relief. my lover put down his drink and held my hand while kissing away my tears. and for an instance, i felt lost in another world. perhaps it’s the combination of kisses and wine and love and mountain air and adrenaline and for a few minutes i felt so light and free, as if nothing really mattered that we were the only people on earth and i didnt really need anything- didnt need a job or another degree or even this skin that was protecting my body but at the same restraining it from feeling the air that nature is giving to me. in that moment, it felt like i was removed from my skin and completely absorbing all that nature’s air has to give. it was freedom. i was high. i was in love. and that feeling, i think, might be the start of my new love for hiking.