My heart drew me higher and higher, taking care not to disturb the communities growing on the rocks, while pointedly ignoring my brain that was telling me not to climb around alone when the leaf litter was so slippery. But my heart does what it will. And my heart sought out the lichens, mosses, and ferns of the bluffs.
Dont do that
That’s what my loved ones say to me too, and why I had to compromise to at least share my location with them when I go out on hikes