Climbing The Ladder
One rung after another, hands and feet rising in rhythm; ruthless, relentless and purposeful I climbed the ladder. Upon reaching the highest rung, I looked up and down and knew. I just knew.
My ladder had been leaned against the wrong wall all along.
I had to climb all the way down and move my ladder to another wall and begin again. Write it over. One rung at a time. Climb again. Fail again. Climb again. Fail better.