What do I do now?
The world's in front of me now. I can walk in any direction I want.
And yet, I'm hesitant to take that first step.
Is this the right direction?
What is the right direction?
Do I really know what I'm doing?
Is this good enough?
Am I good enough?
Who's going to answer those questions for me?
There's no breeze. No sunlight on my face, no rain trickling down my cheeks.
It's like I can't see what I'm about to stumble into.
Am I blind?
No noise either. Just my thoughts, my worries. My problems.
It's making me nervous.
How many people have had these same thoughts before?
I'm not alone in thinking this, right?
I feel like I've come so far, and yet it's not enough.
I don't want to stop moving, but I'm scared nonetheless.
What imprint will I leave when I take that first step?
What mark can I leave here?
I'm thinking too far ahead. Probably.
What will my friends think?
Will they even notice?
They're all walking their own paths.
I can't bother them forever.
It's nice, knowing that someone's out there to listen to you.
I don't think I've felt that for a while now.
... Is it nice?
I don't feel refreshed by this.
My throat's gone dry,
and I'm running out of thoughts, running out of ways to distract myself.
No more delays.
Here we go.