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[jackofallgeeks]

Sometimes I'll sit and wonder to myself, "how did I get here?" I think everyone does from time to time -- the subtle movements of life have a way of leading us down paths we aren't fully aware we're walking, until one day we look up and don't recognize our surroundings. The answer always depends on how specific you want to get. For example, in a narrow sense, I got here by climbing more stairs than I'd like to think about and opening the roof-access door out to the top of one of the tallest buildings in the city. How is often followed up with why and, in this limited scope, that's easy, too: because the top of a skyscraper is conveniently similar to a mountaintop, and taking the elevator was unfortunately not much of an option. Of course, in the more generally sense of "how" and "why," things get quite a bit more complicated. It's hard to say how I came to be a practitioner of The Arts, let alone why I'm attempting a Work that requires a mountaintop or why it's in my better interests that building security doesn't know I'm here. That all takes quite a bit more explanation.