Sometimes we walk straight ahead, sometimes we weave our steps. Climbing up and rolling down. Wobbling, stumbling, falling and picking ourselves up. We pass all manner of forks and chasms. Often unaware of how thin the ice was and how narrow the road we traveled. We walk with a smile. Or at least with a smirk dancing in the corner of our lips. And there isn’t anything strange about it, everyone wants to be happy. The search for happiness propels our existence. Whatever form may it take. Besides, the world is neither black nor white. Nothing is absolute. No one is omniscient, it all depends on one’s own opinion and point of view. That’s why it’s so easy to justify your actions.

Even though we walk that very road, it is what shapes us. The road behind us, under our feet and before us. And even if we’d walk a thousand steps, one is all it would take for everything to change.
One false step. One moment. One mistake.
Suddenly it becomes clear that you can’t turn back time. You can’t backtrack. Yet you cannot move forward either.