Out of the comfort zone

Today, I went to the cliffs earlier than usual at about 9:00 a.m. My warm-up climbs were taken by the time I've arrived. I had no choice but to do a harder climb without a warm-up. I planned to do a harder climb today anyway, as I have brought my prusik cord. The climb was a bit overhung in the middle and I struggled up it after many rests. My arms became pumped with lactic acid. This was I climbed that I was able to do in the past. When I reached the ledge about 2/3 of the way up, I took a rest. Finally, I decided to abseil down. I did half a climb. My day of climbing is over for today. I am tired, yet I felt happy as I walked home from the cliffs. Along the side of the cliffs, some overgrown weeds were flowering. It was the only thing flowering in the cold. They were like small sun-flowers. I admired them.

For a long time, I want to see things in an objective way, without judgement or discrimination, but I never had thought that I would see beauty in the weeds.