While it was finally the weekend nothing seemed to work for my good on this peculiar day. Work stress, homework and (mostly) disagreements with the one I love were crippling me. So we decided to go on a hike to Sugarloaf Mountain. The hike up was awkward, we both were ready to defend ourselves like boxers in the ring but with each step up the poison seeped out. When you’re on top of a mountain, even the small ones, nothing else seems quite as important.