Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday I worked and after work avoided the TV b/c I had seen enough on TV while in w/ pts. I instead went through my CD library listening to whatever songs or entire CDs that I thought I could find some answers in. I had plans to go to Baltimore on my own over the w/e for some Red Sox games @ Camden Yards, but since all games were called off til today(monday), I had to find something else to do. So Friday afternoon I threw some things together, filled up the car w/ gas, went shopping for trail mix and granola bars and drove 5 hours to the presidential range of the White Mountains in NH. Saturday morning I was on the trail @ 6 am headed for the top of Mt. Madison. 4 1/2 hours later after a real hard, scary, cold solo climb I was having an early lunch in absolute peace and quite in the sun 5366 feet up where I had views of Mt. Washington right in front of me and Mt. Adams to the right. I sat up there and started thinking of joining the Air Force, which I've been thinking of for a couple of months. But I think I want to contribute to whatever might happen. Still haven't decided. But there's nothing as life affirming as climbing a mountain like that. And it's such a great metaphor for life-it's very difficult, you have to take one step @ a time, if you make a poor choice (in footing) you could be real screwed, we all peak @ some point before we begin our decsent, and you don't know what to expect (on the other side). I was actually considering turning around several times b/c I had never done a solo climb like that before, I hadn't seen another soul all morning, and once you get past the tree line it's colder, and windy, and nothing but rocks c/ paint markings every so often to mark the trail c/ well over an hour of climbing to go, and you start to think about making a mis-step and injuring a knee or an ankle. But every time I thought of turning around I thought to myself that those people had to have been scared, and maybe cold, and lonely, and I would keep going c/ that in mind, and also that @ their final destination they got to see something beautiful beyond beleif. I finally ran into someone on his way down when I was almost @ the top, and that reassured me a ton, b/c I had no idea if their was a blissard on the other side or what. It was a real nice day, and I'm glad I got to do it. It's funny that I couldn't even escape thinking about it a mile up in the middle of nowhere.