Sorry I almost left my manners at the door. You’ll have to excuse my absence only to stroll back in with a post like nothing happened. (Too revealing can’t watch). Like many of you would have experienced at some point in life, life happened. The personal, and then some. Which frustratingly was enough to slip away, but to my slight defence, in addition, I was locked out of my account. The agony. My phone got lost, and resetting my password didn’t help since my iOS was registered as the recovery backup, sms & the whole 9.
Wait, before the phone was lost/stolen I’ve practically been hopscotching in & out the motherland and yes. The laptop broke down. Things got real. So remind me to get a travel adaptor better yet stabiliser, next time I up & leave as I’ve missed my getaway. Home away from home, from home. My little solace of wordpress, escape from jarring ‘know it all’s on “that” social media.
Now I was the same girl clicking like. I mean, what’s a girl to do, when there’s no depth to Him.
That being another reason but enough of distractions. I’m doing good. Still, thanks for sticking around (I know how it works so shout out), and to the ‘Happiness Engineers’ that brought the ‘Calm.’
It was a 6 am start at the Royal Parks half Marathon. The main challenge of embarking on my shift an hour earlier was completed, besides the ten hours, nothing could stop me now. A community spirit filled the atmosphere so I joined in on the warm up routine, which did wonders with coffee. After medals, treats, & crowd motivation came to an end, winding-down the event was the choir, the bouncy castle, and the wall. The wall of Rock Climbing.
Seeing this sent me back to my childhood and I couldn’t hide the excitement as I told my team
“I want to climb that wall.” As I envisioned the whole thing, a guy that stood beside me said:
“That is for kids.”
Suddenly the ‘Adult’ kicked in, and the wall became a toy. I jokingly argued my point but his point didn’t settle until I let it, perhaps? The vase/face illusion from my student days was in full effect, only it yielded less result this time round. So here I am. Thinking about this rock I must climb. Come to think of it any rock. Really & truly we all have these…road to success, climbing up the ladder, falling down & getting back up no matter how freeze frame it looks. You’ll always be a trooper to passers by. Like the 11 year old girl who climbed again & again. She was Spiderman to me.