Tripping on skies, sipping waterfalls.

I think ... or better yet, I am certain that it is time to let go of my recent endeavour. Clearly not for eternity, but as circumstances unfold, I am left with little choice. I gave it my all, and as I plunged myself onwards, hoping to leap towards the stars, it was soon evident that the universe has a different plan. I shall surely revisit my efforts in the seasons to come, if only to cast aside doubt that I did not misinterpret the signs sent my way. Though I have been defeated, I am not sad, and would not wish for any of you to feel as if I need to be comforted or cradled. When I will re-emerge, I am confident that I will stand taller than ever. So until that moment comes, I will duck my head and lower my gaze, marching forward, step by step, dreaming the same dreams, forever wandering and always lost, yet never defeated, and each passing moment more distinctly aware of what it means to live a life worth living.