I’m standing on the edge of a thick forest. The path fades into the mist. I know my dreams await on the other side. But I’m afraid. Afraid I’ll trip, lose my way. Afraid of the uncertainty. What dangers lurk in the shadows? What if I’ll end up in a void with no place to go? I guess that’s a risk worth taking since without dreams the world around would shatter anyways. One step at a time the path will reveal itself.
Truth is, I’ve been on this path for ages. It’s hard to see how far I’ve traveled or if I’ve moved at all. And every day I have to face the same decision. Every day I take another first step into the unknown.
So here goes another nothing.