NUS Climbing Gym

I think this place is going to be an escape for lots of people.
Be it work, de-stressing.
Or running away from the creeping darkness for me.
But it's been too much of a running away.
And when I stop climbing it just eats it all in.
It's like a drug where I'm addicted to.
I'm not sure whether I'm enjoying climbing or whether I'm just addicted to not thinking so much.
But nevertheless, I'm sure spending more time climbing than usual.
And my fingers are hurting really really bad.
4 hours yesterday and 6 hours today.
Probably another 4 hours tomorrow.
And Thursday and Friday and Saturday.
Should I really be doing this.
It doesn't even feel like I'm enjoying what I'm doing right now.
I'm afraid of losing this feeling.
Even though I know it's still there, I know it's just hanging on to a loose thread.
Though I don't want to lose it, I don't think climbing everyday is going to help.
I don't know I'm just in some sort of a battle with climbing now.
I'm losing focus big time.
Both in studies and in climbing.
And just relationship with people.
I feel like I'm just committing on too many things.
And all of them are pulling me apart from all different directions.
My fingers are really hurting, should probably stop this.
Before the head hurts.

And why do I keep blogging in the wrong place. 

Wew.