Overnight Winter Hiking Mount Kosciusko

To the top of the mountain

… and back

In the pits of my stomach, I could hear the mountain's call.

Was it for redemption?

Was it for creation?

In hindsight, none of it really mattered.

A marriage between the shackles of the should and the universe's play.

Chance favoured those who were prepared.

In adversity, the mind spasmed, identities laughed and the masks crumbled.

A test of 'make or break'.

And when we got to the top and once the cathartic feeling subsided…

The wind whispered, then what?

When all is gone and done, who am I?

Would you believe me if I said that the journey's final quarter mile of descent was the hardest.

Everything happens for a reason.

And today, I'm still wondering.

"Who are you? And what do you want?"

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Music (Rocky Speech and Macklemore Wings $)

Cinematography by Dion Lin drone footage