People say step one is the hardest part of your journey. You just need to take that first step.
Imagine taking that one step, and one after that and one after that! And you see no result. Nothing comes of it. You are just going in circles. Asking what was the point of summing up that much courage, push through, take the pain, and in the end, pure nothing?
My life is full of those first steps. Those neverending circlese; though I step out of one into another. Yeah, the joy is in the journey...
Now that I look down, I see my feet surrounded by exhausting paths I took before, round and round, sometimes intersect.
I despise the journey.
I wanna stay right where I am, step 0; start digging my own grave with my two hands, feel the soul underneath my nails. And when I'm done, I'll hop in, cover myself by that cold satisfying blanket of my forever resting place... leaving my middle finger out, so I would finally leave something worthy behind.
Thinking about is so calming. Pity, empty-handed, it takes time.
Also, there are a few things to do; so I would have no regrets :)