The past few days have gone well. I was fortunate enough to spend one of them with friends climbing. On my first attempt I scaled the beginner wall, and on my second topped the full length version. Not bad, not too hard either except for that whole fingers not working any more thing. Otherwise not much has happened. I've sortta fallen into this rut of not much going on, and not for lack of trying otherwise. I have no real romantic prospects to speak of (the one I've been working towards feels like I'm getting nowhere fast), I have no real job to speak of, I have no real motivation left. Life is not bad, its like a vacation... in an empty gray void... alone... forever. Which is in fact quite peaceful, albeit lonely and boring.
One thing I have done that breaks the deja-vu is repair and re-make the gladius. Today I dropped it off at the office of my college Latin professor. Somehow, its as if my creations do not naturally belong to me, as I must give them away. And sadly when they return I am greatly insulted. A gift of time, sweat, and tedious labor should not be lightly shunned and sent back. Hopefully, in the hands of a master the blade will rest well this time.
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