Step off a platform into a new bridge, a new door, feel your curiousity and wonder, into a new horizon, a new day and sunset, living life to the fullest in an engrossing book.
  Sometimes, I wonder things: what if there was actually no gravity on earth and our brains are just fooling us? What if everything was fake, all just a painting and painters from the outside world paint us like a book, shape our character? 
  Does it hurt to wonder? To explore? To create? To share?