Scribbles on a Napkin

Across the Void

I've never seen a greater expanse then the one between myself and my goal right now. I've never seen a canyon as big, never seen a stretch of land quite as wide, never felt so far away yet so close all at the same time.

What if I where to try to make it? It's so far away, but what if? What would happen if I could make it to my goal? Would life get better, would it all gain meaning, would it all click and the gears would start turning?

What if - no, no, it is far to dangerous. For as many "what if" statements if I were to make it, their as simply just as many "what if" scenario's where I simply do not. It would be so easy to fail, to come up close, to fail just short of my goal.

And then something happens.

Two beautiful eyes look up from the ground, and make contact with mine. They look away just as fast as they had risen, but it feels like a lifetime.

And suddenly, it seems like the distance has shrunk to almost nothing, to a task that can be easily accomplished.

Suddenly, it seems like I just have to make it to the other side of the room. And since that isn't hard at all, I decide to do so.