Monday, October 31, 2011

I swear, this is like rock climbing.

You never get a solid toe-hold or a solid foot-hold. You get a toe-hold that will hold you for just long enough to get you to the next finger-hold, which you can hang on to for a moment while you jam your foot into that crack, which will start sliding out as your hand reaches for that little jutting bit of rock that will let you move your foot up to that tiny ledge...

You can't rest. Everything is in flux. And if you think that everything is finally calm and OK, it's because you forgot to do something.

1 comment:

  1. So much flux. Constant flux. If only they could just store up all the flux and let it loose at once. Some sort of....