i don't care if the world's upside down
I have a final for my second last credit tomorrow. I have thus chosen this moment as the appropriate time to post after a hiatus (all energy on facebook). After tomorrow, there are two more weeks spent between here and Boston, and after that I am off to travel the world (really, only the western world for now). When I get back I convocate and that closes that chapter of my life. Unfortunately this means that I can no longer use the "i have plenty of time to figure out what i am doing" excuse.
I started leading again, having changed gyms (read: transferred high schools), and despite outwardly disliking it, a part of me really loves the thrill of being so high up, the idea of being alone up there and the fear of falling. A part of me also loves knowing that I am physically capable of doing something, and that there is no reason for me to not do it. It's probably the only thing that I know I can do. The biggest part of me still loves bouldering most. This brief epiphany, however, was eclipsed by my fractured wrist from a longboard fall. After two weeks of no physical activity I have started climbing with one arm. I don't know how anyone can be inactive. It's really boring.
That's all.
I started leading again, having changed gyms (read: transferred high schools), and despite outwardly disliking it, a part of me really loves the thrill of being so high up, the idea of being alone up there and the fear of falling. A part of me also loves knowing that I am physically capable of doing something, and that there is no reason for me to not do it. It's probably the only thing that I know I can do. The biggest part of me still loves bouldering most. This brief epiphany, however, was eclipsed by my fractured wrist from a longboard fall. After two weeks of no physical activity I have started climbing with one arm. I don't know how anyone can be inactive. It's really boring.
That's all.