I Should’ve Written a Blog Today

I should’ve written a blog today as I typically do on my days off from hiking, but words seemed to have (mostly) escaped me.

I should’ve written a blog today, but there was no drama or injury, no internal struggles, setbacks, or “exciting news” to report.

I should’ve written a blog today, but how many times can you say the words beautiful, stunning, and amazing? How many times can you be in awe and speechless?

I should’ve written a blog today, but the word grateful is much too small to describe the extent of my thanks to the many friends and strangers that bless our trips.

I should’ve written a blog today, but sometimes it seems my life is but a dream, an occasional heaven, as if I’ve died and my memory of “the accident” is completely lacking…

I should’ve written a blog today, but I never thought a love like ours could exist, let alone that I could experience it and write about it.

I should’ve written a blog today…

Because this shit is cheesy.

Miles 250-450 of the Pacific Crest Trail…