Golden Gate Bridge, California

Standing with the Golden Gate bridge towering above me, the cold crisp air blowing through my clothes. The array of sounds from the rushing of the wind, to the traffic speeding past below me, to the eery boom of the safety horn alerting the boats making their way through the mist. The clouds continue to pour in, revealing and concealing the bridge every few minutes. I stand still. Breath. Take in this moment that I’ll remember forever.