hanging on.

just had rock climbing lesson today. damn tired. but it was fun. gotta keep training bouldering and practising on overhangs. really tough those. soon get shoes, harness got to think about it. really expensive those. i climb as a distraction. i climb to think, to visualise. just like i cycle.

hidden words.

just like i hang on to the wall like my life depended on it, i hang on to my sanity. in my house i can never have peace. in my own home! so i go out to cycle. day, night, doesn't matter. or i start a day activity while i cycle at night. in this case i climb rock walls, though i see myself bouldering more than climbing. cycle cycle cycle. climb climb climb. at least i get more fit. changed my nsf bank account so that all my pay goes into my pocket instead of some seperate account my dad controls. who knows where the money will all end up in the future. mum is paranoid, dad is acting strange. more and more accounts are set up but all this is more like a shadow, a hoax, a smokescreen. reasons to put money in but nothing goes in.

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