There's this moment when we're on the mountain together. When the reflection of sunshine on snow makes my eyes ache. When I look over at the dark wisps of hair extending from beneath her blue beanie, playing on the pale skin of her long neck. When she searches through her backpack for her lens case and takes care in attaching the zoom to the camera on her iPhone, trying to frame the waterfall before us just right.
I turn my gaze toward my feet and say, "I suppose I just always want to know." Then I pause and look up at her, "but I guess I can't."
And she turns to me. Nods. Then turns her attention toward the camera again. Takes the shot.
And I feel like I've never known less.
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