Time for money. Thats all I can say about how this chapter of my life. Working less than I ever have and playing more than I ever have. Often through Aly’s interests and clubs I get to participate in really fun events. Whether its the weekly spike-ball games, seminars with live jazz bands or happy hour on friday’s. Every day is fill with some activity. One day, I’m riding around the lake with a Nate, a friend I met the night prior and other days, i’m spending extended hours at the gym. Once establishing myself as a devout boulder bro by attending the palace of plastic. Whether its working or not every climber is one sentence away from being a friend. The days are never without their amusement. And often, the communities intersect. Spike-ball enthusiasts show up to climbing gym. Some climbers are studying at uni alongside me. And if i’m not hanging out, i’m studying PySpark and other python libraries for these damn job interviews. Companies with acronyms Infecting Brains McDaily have asked me to provide many hours of coding assesments — the triangle area has a growing tech sector and totally unrelated, they are 2nd to last on worker’s rights in the US. I suspect there will be some turbulence in the area from some very fervent workers. Anywho, as I were, job interviews and grinding those exams is how i spend a large portion of my time as well.

With the fall weather approaching and perpetual events on visitRaleigh.com, I keep going back to the fundamental fact that life is quite pleasant. At times feeling as though I have an aristocratic life. That is, to have enough time at hands that one disposal to take time to do things slowly and breathe. Even some of aly’s grad mates though I was in school since I just got to hang around. Where one could chose to ponder about life and meaning. Heck its the soul of this blog. To cast a existential net in the abyss about how I like to live my life. To then answer the question on the /now page deciding what this platform is going to be is quite clear.

The fuck I want

• Things to look forward to would be my first real outdoor season, hard climbing adventures.
• Re-telling my half-marathon prophetic experience.
• How frog poison in my eyes was a memorable thing for some reason.