S tanding alone, on this bridge of possibilities, now my shoulders are bent, carrying this load of responsibilities. E veryday I try, to get out of this situation, but it makes me cry, that its out of my perception. I try to find, and calculate my stride, what I should leave behind, so I should feel pride. I don't have now a line to write, don't even know where this possibilities bridge bends, because now its out of my sight, but my experience tells me, this bridge never ends...!!!!
Strangest person in a strange way!