It’s like I’m driving a Lamborghini and a red-light suddenly appears out of nothing. The engine is ready to take off but the light doesn’t appear to change. That is my life I’m running up the hill only to trip as it appears I’m getting to the top. I’ll get back up but then a different path suddenly emerges and that top looks easier to reach until a giant rattlesnake stands in that path. The truth is I’ve seen the top (with my binoculars) but I’m not sure that I’ll get there and it’s okay because the climb is worth if only for the new dreams it opens.