I look up from the bottom of this enormous hole that I made for myself. The shear walls seem to never end. The top of the hole is almost not even visible anymore. I continue to climb. For each ledge I clear, I fall twice as far. Forever climbing up, towards the light. I often wonder why I spent a lifetime digging this trap, only to fall into it myself someday... Now that I'm down here, there is only one way out. I look upwards so much that my neck hurts. I want nothing more, than to one day, crawl out of this place... And fill in the hole...