Just as I thought I’m getting lucky, something I was very happy about – I felt a slap on my face. From sitting a high chair, I had a great fall onto my butt. How can I think forward 3 times my normality? How can I go against the traffic? I had thought I am flowing with the drift – but I was introduced to a juncture. I am being forced to think about it. Again, I’m confused and sad. Do I have to think out of the box? Feeling I’m breaking down into pieces and forming myself again. How many times can I do that? Am I a risk taker? Not really. Maybe, I should walk the path alone – into my own fantasy. Maybe I should give up hope – with existence.