I took Natalia to the movies tonight to see "Wild," a story by Cheryl Strayed.
I have been reading a book by the same title. The story is about a woman walking the Pacific Crest Trail, PCT, to find herself.
The book is amazing, and the movie is excellent as well; however, the book has much more detail.
I was hoping that Natalia would understand my longing for mountains and time in nature.
Last year, while spending a solo weekend in the Sierras in California, I hiked along the PCT, if only for a few miles. I can envision being on this trail for weeks at a time and the pronounced effect it would have on my psychology.
I miss the Sierra Nevada mountains.
