The Bridge

"Don't walk this bridge expecting to reach a destination. Don't unlock that padlock picturing a well lit trail, a well kept lawn, a well kept house. Don't enter that house expecting a grand hall, wide open stairs and a beautifully painted wall of exquisite family portraiture. That is not where this bridge will lead you.
Instead, tread lightly on this frail bridge. Feel the ice cold breeze and hear the wailing screams from the dark abyss below. Look up, wander through the clouds and wonder at the beauty of the stars shimmering in the clear night sky. Listen to the tinkling of the waving lanterns and forget everything, let yourself fly, in this endless journey to nowhere."
- Petra

This book is a collection of thoughts, feelings and diary-like entries, with no overarching narrative, with a start but no designed end, with no schedule.

I do not, and cannot, take credit for the cover image. However, I also do not know the original author so... whoever you are, I'm sorry I couldn't credit you.