i was talking to a couple friends online. i was frustrated with life, frustrated with students, frustrated with myself. not sure of what i wanted to do, where i wanted to go, just knew that i wanted to leave korea. i had begun to fall into the funk i fell so deeply into last week. i put on some u2.
i started to think about africa, about faraway places that make no sense to a fast-paced life. a place that really scares me. and then it came to me.
im going to climb a mountain. im going to climb mount kilimanjaro.
coming to korea was my crazy thing for the end of 2008. 2009 will be dedicated to figuring out how i will climb that beast.
i need a good challenge to prepare for. sure, korea is a challenge cuz i dont ever know what the fuck is going on. but i have accepted the fact that i will never understand what the fuck is going on here. so once i factor that out, life here is somewhat routine and i need something to really shake it up.
i think a mountain can do that.
there is a little voice in my head telling me to do this. i feel like someone has just taken the shitty samsung motel lighter that i stole and lit a wick in my torso. a burning desire to just go do something, work towards a goal, just do something really crazy. ive already jumped out of a plane, already did the marathon. its time to tackle my fear of the mountain. i dont really like mountains, at least didnt care for them much when i was in colorado two summers ago.
kilimanjaro, im gonna make that bitch mine.
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