You begin with climber's boots tied tightly for the battle ahead, at first all that is apparent to stop you from reaching the top is your own stamina and skill for rock climbing. Midway, your toes began to sweat like melting chocolate from all of the distractions made of burning soil. Then, out of nowhere the mountain erodes with dust flying everywhere. You are blown off course, but somehow you do not completely fall off your track. You look on in both fear and admiration of what is to lie ahead. You decide, the boots are not worth it. They come off As you continue with naked feet the most unbelievable epiphany comes to you. Without the comfort of the foot wear you started with, you are climbing to your destination with less ease but with more precision. You know you must concentrate now more than ever on doing the little things right in order to even stand a chance. You giggle to yourself knowing that the outcome you yearn for is improbable. | Rock Climbing With My Bare Feet by Treasure H. Keith, Paperback | Indigo Chapters