Take Me Somewhere Far from Here
Tonight, I’ll be going on a trip to Bataan with my mountaineering org-mates. In a few hours, we’ll be climbing Tarak Ridge in Mt. Mariveles, and I can’t be more excited.
Not only is this climb a very much needed weekend getaway, it is also of perfect timing. I need to clear my mind of negative things that have been affecting my rational thinking. If there is one feeling that I am very much repulsed at, it is the feeling of uncertainty—that frightening, nightmare-inducing uncertainty. It slowly gnaws at you, like a caterpillar wishing to be a pretty butterfly, until it gets to your core and eats you whole.
There are moments in my life that I really cannot control, but there are some that I wish I had controlled. But I didn’t because I was too weak, too confused, too uncertain to stand by my decision. A sad, sad feeling.
Uncertainty serves as a constant challenge in life, a requisite to a meaningful existence. If someone asked you, would you rather have a lifetime of always knowing where you’re headed, or a lifetime of discovering yourself along the way, what would you choose?
Life is uncertain, so we might as well make the most out of it. I’ll most definitely make the most out of this Tarak climb. I need clarity back in my life.
