The ascent wasn’t something I’d wanted to do, much less something I’d repeat. But it did make me perceive a unique beauty where I’d seen only ugliness, as well as life where I’d seen only barren waste. At the summit, nothing hemmed us in, not even trees. So this is the way birds see the world? I felt nearly weightless. OK, during the climb, I felt unbearably weighted. This was, as I was discovering, a land of stark contrasts.

If we’d only been able to undertake more experiences of such magnitude together, I might have more clearly understood what was going on within him. Or me. Instead, I resisted.

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