To whom it may concern - Part II

So yes, I have taken it upon myself to climb the fence. What else am I to do?

It is not as easy as my first expectation. The enthusiasm with which I embarked today was soon quashed by the reality of my weak and frail bones. I climbed perhaps 30 feet before it became clear, painfully clear, that I could climb no further. For if I did my grip would have soon given out. There would be a quick plunge to the depths and that would be that.

So I edged myself back down with not a little bit of difficulty and though I struggled I did reach my beginning in a single piece. Still, I was very discouraged by this first attempt. But I have vowed not let it deter me. To say I am driven at my task is an understatement. I am driven both through boredom and through fear, and therefore even such disappointment as I have felt today will not dissuade me from further attempts.

The roots of my boredom are obvious; I am quite alone and am at the mercy of my own thoughts, which can be wicked when left to fester for a time. As well, there is that sneaking suspicion that I am slowly creeping toward insanity from this condition; and as I am fully aware of this, i am most afraid of the inevitable end. I believe it would be impossible not to lose one’s sanity in such circumstance as I find myself in. I do not think that I am a special case. A person cannot be expected to endure such isolation.

So tomorrow, though I cringe as I look down at the broken blisters of my hands, and the bleeding splinters across my arms and legs, still I will attempt again to climb this wretched fence.

S
- posted by Sigurd9/04/2004 01:45:00 AM