January 5, 2016

I am watching my arm shake and stretch for the next hold.
The beads of sweat are dripping now, and I realize how high I have already climbed.
My feet and heart urge me to keep reaching, but I feel the weight of my wire, and I know that I’m tired.
I let myself pull everything away from the wall, and I’m fully prepared to fall to the bottom, but the gentle tug from below lets me know that I’m not alone.

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