i feel the power coursing through my veins. the beating of my heart cancels out every other sound. i know without a shadow of a doubt that my body will reach the top and so i climb. and i climb. and my muscles burn. my arms are pumped. yet i still climb. because i know that this is not a feeling of euphoria or satisfaction or strength. it is a feeling of completeness. it is a feeling of “oh thank you God for not letting me give up”. it is a feeling of pushing forward and refusing to look back. but enjoying every second. every moment of pain and suffering because the view and the accomplishment is worth it all. i am so happy. it is my place of joy and no pain can take that away. it is where i see what i am really made of. where i see the human condition is not as frail as we think it to be. it is where dreams become reality. and crazy is the only explanation. the only way from here is up. and i intend to send it…
