Overcoming. That’s what this year has been about. Of memories. And things stuck in my head. Working on getting unstuck.
The burning helped tremendously. But there was some residual in there.
Staring at and then ascending a climbing wall came close to dislodging the remnants.
When you ascend a wall you get to a point between the physical and the mental. It’s where you finally have to push something mental aside so your hand can reach or your foot push up. Those leftover things had to step aside while I exerted my reach.
It felt great to be able to squeeze her into that last corner of my mind. Maybe I can finally open the exit door for her with my next climb.
What else (or who else) do I need to climb past?
Relentless
