Revisited 2
I get asked a lot if I'm scared when I explore underground by myself. I'm not and the assumption then is that I'm brave, but I'm not that either.
Except in the most unusual circumstances things happen very slowly underground. Above ground I make important decisions on the fly every moment. Just like the underground these decisions can mean the difference between life and death no matter how mundane they seem(Can I make that yellow light?).
But underground I have time. I've sat at the edge of many pits and squeezes for an hour or more thinking about the best approach or whether it's worth investigating at all.
Fear and bravery only have meaning in comparison to another. When I'm truly alone there is no courage, no fear, only me.
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