#what when

It's Saturday. We meet with my sister. Go on a hike. Stop by an amazing Alp for our lunch break. At the very top of the mountain. Surrounded by valleys and the Alps.

I come out to my sister. My lunch is tze best lentil curry I ever had. We eat cheesecake with fresh mint. I suspect she bought them because I jokingly said 'Do I get cake now?'

For all that I sometimes hate her, I love her. She's inspires me. She hugs me tight. Goodbye for now.

We continue our hike downhill. Lush meadows, dark green pinetrees. Cows. Mud. Stones. So many stones. Flowers. In all shapes, in all colours. Blooming wildy. Lone Wolfsbane. Perhaps.

My muscles are tired. I am tired. But also sated. A weight, heavy as stone lifted from me.

I swim in a lake. The water ia cooling but warm, welcoming. I look up and see the sun. I look up and see the mountains. I'm floating.

Baby steps.

Erkenntnis des Tages: When I push myself, amazing things happen.