Sometimes, my mind seems to stop all its running and, just, floats on an empty space. And it’s in that moment where I deeply feel, our worst battles don’t come from outside. The world it’s like a vaporous dream spinning around us.
All your fears, all your ghosts… are cold blizzards sweeping you along. Your monsters, that throbbing pain in your chest, it’s you. It’s only you.
Let me tell you something: you are alone. Your fight, is yours. Your objective, is only yours, your demons, are only yours.
When you need something more, when your anger and hunger are fierce. When you finally find out what makes you breath again. Do not let it go.
If you want to get out of the cave, stand up and do something. DO SOMETHING. This is the moment.