Things are extremely weird right now.
The momentary sense of direction that had been leading me through the darkness of the ravine, in its soft naphtha wake, has faded away. Almost as if to say, that no. The path you want to choose, you must decide your self. This is about as far as we go together. Or how about knocking on all those doors for once. Just to see what opens up. Just to catch a glimpse of what its really like to be inside. Just to stop you from raving about like a fool. To put life in your heart once again. Or heart in your life maybe. To give that spring to your step. To show you the rewards that lie on the other side of the river. The very river in which lie the crocodiles and serpents that will rip your head off should you dare even approach. Yet all you have to do is cross.