Some days, for some reason, just dawn with the question, 'Am I doing the right thing? And '*Have* I been doing the right thing?' And, 'If not, then what?'
It's that last question whose answer is impossible and elusive. Then what? Well. I have no idea. I suppose we just keep climbing. I suppose we pause, look around, grab a drink of water, and decide what this body needs--sun? shade? elevation?--and go from there.