Fall in love with being alive
And then I got COVID. 2 years I made it. I guess it had to happen sometime. Turns out COVID sucks, who would’ve thought? Anyway, I survived it but without much energy for anything and a chronic cough to boot. My last shift at the gym didn’t happen. I was home in bed and my […]
5 minutes to closing at the rock climbing wall we play Closing Time by Semisonic. Because it’s funny. But my last shift is coming soon as winter break approaches and next semester I’ll be on the road fulfilling a dream several years in the making of traveling full time. The campsites are booked, the goodbyes […]
At this time of year I think a lot about A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. Mostly because I read it every year around this time. Usually I think about the joy of Christmas and all that but this year I’ve been thinking about how it’s never too late to change. Scrooge was an evil […]
“One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever. One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the tender solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands out and throws one’s head […]
I have been taking a vertical rescue class and it is excellent. I have been compiling a list of things that should always be brought climbing outdoors for future situations. 2 prusiks (7mm-8mm accessory cord tied in a loop with a double fishermans knot. Google it, it’s good fun)1 dyneema sling (lightweight material that is […]
Well it happened. The weather turned. I guess I ran out of my “one more perfect day to climb outside” cache for the year. You know what I keep thinking about though? It’s how productive I get when faced with a morning run on the treadmill. Seriously, it’s like, gotta fold that laundry, empty this […]
I hope in the end they say I lived ferociously. I hope they say I lived voraciously. I hope they know I was furiously happy and felt violently alive. I hope my nieces learn from me not to be afraid of this world.
When I am faced with a decision (or several) I often think about this quote from The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath: “I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and […]
The trouble is time The trouble will always be time. There’s just never going to be enough of it. I don’t like when people say “I’ll sleep when I’m dead” because I like to think that death will be the next great adventure. If it’s not though, I’d like to be so tired at the […]
I spent the weekend driving. To Pennsylvania to see friends. All through Upstate New York to see family, to work at the rock climbing gym. Driving through the violent fire colors of fall, and waking to mist rising off the face of a perfectly still pond, what I know for sure is that these are […]
