with every turn, there was a new reason to fall in love
i. every morning, we woke up with the sun and looked at our surroundings for the first time in the light.
ii. there weren’t any expectations for the day. maps were strewn across my lap and around the car floor, but the maps could never fully explain how the sun crept on the curves of the road or how the soft hills transformed into staggering mountains.
iii. we walked everywhere, feeling the tightness of our thighs lifting from the ground and the heaviness of the earth pulling at our feet.
iv. every night, we drove in darkness until we found a little square of land to set up our tent, not knowing what was surrounding us, not knowing what we would find the next day.
