So update. It's been a while, and I'm now in school, working full time, not climbing, and I have come to an informed conclusion. The grass is always greener on the other side. That's right, I wasn't super happy before, and I'm not super happy now. I am reasonably content though, and there is something to say for that. What, I'm not really sure... but I'll tell you when I am. Maybe next year.
Lately I feel like there's a whole bunch of things I want to do and not enough time. Snapshot of my life, I currently work in a job that is emotionally rewarding, but not so much for the pocket if you know what I mean, and I LOVE to climb, but I feel like I should go back to school so I can earn enough to be responsible, so that means school and work, and I'm worried that someday I'll look back and I will have missed my life. I am 30 though, so maybe i already did... You read about these people who go out and do the Impossible (capital I) all the time, at whatever age, and you wonder what makes them different? Maybe the only difference is that they dared, and you didn't. I dunno, looking for any feedback that might be out there.
