Top of the top, is this it?
When climbing a mountain, one often reflects on the necessity of the exercise. The inexplicable reason why we want to reach higher ground cannot be fathomed by meek idealists. Deeper understanding is only gained by doing the work as often as it requires to do it easily, without breaking a sweat. Or so I’ve heard.
Only when the way is common knowledge, can even be walked with blindness of the night, it will become understood why we did it in the first place. Such a shame I am still out of breath reaching the peak.
Sometimes, when breezing up the steep incline, we are treated with a cold rain shower. Just to annoy a little further.
Soaked, I am standing on the top. Out of breath, knowing that I will go down and need to do the whole thing again.
See you next week.