Hey, WAKE UP!
Has everyone gone SOFT and taken up GOLF?
What happened to the HEADY MIX of CLIMBING and GIBBERISH with which we used to block one another's emails.
The STABBING fingers on MAPS and in GUIDEBOOKS in pubs on tables AWASH with BEER.
Where are those PLANS for EPIC CLIMBS and days of BEER and BULLSHIT?
All the BIG days that we PLANNED for, during those mean, little days of work and winter.
This time last year we were EXCITED and CRAZY.
We were TRAINING and PLANNING and TRAINING and TALKING about an OBJECTIVE: A BIG SCARY, DREAM OF AN ADVENTURE.
Now we're quiet and absent and not climbing much and selling stuff and child-rearing and busy and busy and busy and melting away ....
Now there is silence -------------------------------------------- on the line.
Where has all the LOVE gone?
I had EXISTENTIAL ANGST but thankfully the ENNUI has kicked in.
