If you take a step, not knowing that there’s a cliff ahead…

The scenery I’ve lost… The futile struggle to earn it back.

Focus on the moment. Trust your intuition.

Is there a point in agonizing over things you have no idea how to deal with right now?

Leading the way through foolish acts, there’s not a thing to guide me.

I’m anxious. But I don’t want to know. I won’t know what’s ahead.

Blinded by carnal desires and jealousy, he willingly walks to the edge of the cliff…

I had no plans or destination to begin with.

I’m too tired to fly. Then there’s only one path for me to take.

Please give some applause for this foolish man.