Since moving to the west side of my country, the most asked question is why I moved from being all the way in the north to going all the way here.
My gut answer was that I fcking love mountains. In retrospect, I think mountains and open space just means freedom to me and I never quite understood why I was drawn to it until now.
As I'm typing this, I'm swinging on my purple hammock enjoying some chilly weather overseeing a clean view of some mountains. It reminds me so much of Guatemala.