to mark the occasion of my first time reaching the very top of a mountain, i struck this odd pose. (well, at least i hope i look different). we found that we had a fair amount in common, and that we liked speaking a huge amount. once i realized that i made it out of, what felt like my worst, i wanted to help others even more. he had to change direction which required the changing of gears, the individual was an experienced operator an made the turn well. can people begin to have hope in creating love that lasts? 