By Izzy Eckert
I am surrounded by mountains and the clouds are rolling in.
It’s night but is still light, and the clouds are starting to sink into the mountains and surround me.
The clouds are a symbol of all my stresses and worries, they keep creeping in closer.
But what they don’t know is that today, I learned how to shoot bearings.
It doesn’t matter if I am closed in by my anxieties and fears because I still know where I am going.
I can see through the fog. Plus… there are clear skies ahead.