clambering up

It’s the Climb

Thalia scrubs a Q-tip back and forth with such force that she nearly tears the paper. “GRRRRRRRRRRR! It duhhhzn’t look like the photo.”

“Pouting works against our face yoga.” Nia merry-go-rounds a reminder.

“Maybe it’s the quality of our materials…” Calliope shrugs. “Or… more likely… our lack of practice? Ours is not supposed to like somebody else’s. Scaling mountains is… how we find OUR secret sauce?”

There is the true joy of life; to be used by a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; to be thoroughly worn out before being thrown on the scrap heap; to be a force nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that life will not devote itself to making you happy.
~George Bernard Shaw