How do you keep it? That secret that only you can see. A truth that what you are fighting for matters more than the norm. My dress flows through the change. My heels skip a beat with fear and passion.
I keep looking back and wonder. Maybe I am mistaken? Then I look ahead at a great expanse and know that where I am going not many will follow. The tales of truths that must be made through rigger and discipline.
Discovery is the denial of existing reality and the pursuit of a new beginning. Lean in to that thought and if you fall do it miserably. The pain of mistake is a power that rips the paper to start again. Refine the wrong turn to make the right one. Trace the steps with crumbs of bread.