It’s cold outside. A wetness in the air permeates my insides as Taylor and I hike up the Alta Trail, like we have countless times before. We are the only ones here on this particular afternoon. It’s so quiet, the only sounds breaking the silence is Taylor’s panting.
We are alone together; and he keeps me company in this feeling of emptiness that envelops me. A sense of deep and profound loss where I question every decision I’ve made, or at least many of the ones that have led me to this moment.
I feel like that bird on a wire that I spot in the distance, staring into what will be a sunset that neither of us will probably see with the dark clouds masking its presence.
It’s said that birds congregate on the wires to form a pattern resembling that of sheet music. I wonder what this lone bird is singing?
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