Boots

I just found something I think I wrote after mulling over a certain Roman emperor.

.......

You rest on the stairs
head thrown back onto outstretched arm
and if I hadn't killed you myself,
hadn't stepped in the blood that fills
your boots and sops your hem...
Well, if I hadn't, we wouldn't be here
like this now, would we?

And so I sit alongside you,
Gaze up at the ceiling with eyes as
alive as yours are dead, and I laugh.

Who shall fill my little boots when it's my turn to rest?

Learning the Ropes

It was what? Two weeks ago? Maybe three? Not that long ago, anyhow, that I first climbed a rope.

Yesterday, I climbed a 20' rope four times. Last night, I decided to look up rope climbing online, and I found this link: Rope Climbing, how to climb a rope efficiently (if you can find a rope...).

Today, on my very first attempt, I managed to climb halfway up the rope using just my arms.

I didn't even clue in until I was 10' up that I'd done it.

Holy shit.

I shimmied back down, and then repeated the climb four more times.

It wasn't easy. Oh no. But it also wasn't impossibly hard. If I practice this every other day, I think that within a month, I'll be able to arm-over-arm myself all the way to the top.

I've got this.