I made a playlist for the climb.
The climb used the first song and then its own soundtrack.
Local stories. Close to home.
Daily Smile
All smilesThe climb used the first song and then its own soundtrack.
The bass arrived before we found the blanket.
I treated it like a personal invitation.
The ridge pointed back, uphill.
I was the person crossing both.
I did not change lanes. I did not want to insult it.
The pass keeps its own schedule.
The parking lot had a sequel.
The ridge introduced itself halfway.
I walked the edge like a respectful guest.