we actually had our own mountain we lived on. we used to live in san francisco, and thot that the lifestyle of parties and drugs and drinking would most likely kill our relationship. So we traded in our car for a truck, made an adobe cabin, had a well drilled (hand pump), and had the relationship of our life. Last year, a few days before my birthday, i dreamed of him, and he said he had a present for me. A real one. A few months later, when i received the title to our land from his parents (family estate bullshit)- i noticed - it was signed over to me on my birthday. I sincerly beleive that was his gift. We looked at the sunset there, and knew that was the moment of our lives. We did not miss it. So when he passed, he had no regrets for having loved me. I know, he told me so. sorry for the stroll thru memory lane. the video just reminded me, is all. :)