Sitting there on the top, you feel like you finally found a perfect haven for heart and soul.
You realize that this world needs dreamers to kindle cold hearts back to feeling, to extinguish limitations, to blaze trails, to see the magic and the miracles of the everyday.
You banish the suffocating noose of doubts and bring yourself through the black waters of your past backwards through the chapters you thought to be concluded.
At last, you conclude that one day, we will become but ashes and bone dust, wreckage of emotions, of enchantment and the only thing to do now is the hurdlest to surmount and mistakes to make.
