Ok, so I have to admit and I sincerely hope that my parents do not read this, because if not they will say those dreaded words every daughter in the world hates to hear: “I told you so”… I am stressed out.

The other day, as I was walking back home in the drenching rain, muttering about how much I detest coaches (I honestly do, I much prefer trains… and they are better for the environment!!!) and thinking of the mad workload of this week (for one we have to find out how on earth the MOOT team is going to get to Hong Kong and back…among other things accounts of which I will not bore you with) I finally realized, life, is a constant yet in a “sadomasochistic” way very pleasant, battle. It is quite possible that it was stress who was speaking for me, as I cannot see it so terribly dramatic right now, still… it is due to this stress I have finally realized what the ultimate metaphor for life is…Life is like living at the bottom of a cliff.

When you are small, your parents give you as much as they can, the best equipment they can, so you can climb up the cliff side. Some have top gear, some don’t, and those who don’t do their best to improve it or steal it from another person before attempting to climb.

Then you have to through the hook, and it takes several attempts before you actually manage to take a firm grip. Climbing isn’t easy, and you don’t always take the time to look at the landscape while you are at it. You may make some breaks on the way, because you’re tired and you know that if you continue you won’t be able to make it. However, when you take a break there are always 2 risks: the first one is deciding you are comfortable there and you never continue your climb, the second one is you find other people who are also resting and they convince you it is not worth it, there is no need whatsoever to continue climbing.

For those who decide to continue this adventure, threats are far from over. There are some who will try to make you fall, some who will try to climb up quicker by stepping on your head or stealing your rope, some who fall and in a desperate act to hang on take grasp of you and you may both fall, there may be unexpected difficulties or you may not have enough rope.

If you are lucky, you may find another climber with whom to share your adventure. You always have to take into account how far you are prepared to climb and how much you are willing to risk. If you really enjoy your companion’s company you may decide to stop when he can’t climb any further.

But after all this effort, after all the pains and sacrifice you all put into the climb, the truth is still there, there will always be others that will go further up and there will always be a lot left to climb. The circle is never-ending, the climb is hazardous and hard.

So all I can say is… just enjoy the climb.


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