A friend posted pics of their climb to Kota Kinabalu, and again I found myself grasping for an answer for that age-old question for any climber — why do I climb?
I’ve always thought it was because I can, but having more time to think about it, it’s more like because I need to believe that I can. I need to know that amidst all the chaos, I still have a full grasp on what’s truly beautiful.
I climb because I need to be reminded of how small I really am, because sometimes I forget.
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