"They say to take a walk, out to the wild side. Let everything you know and think of, scatter, into places where it has never been and be free of where it will roam. As it is when we do leave the home we once knew. A place there, a place here, and how far we will walk is up to how far the soles of our feet can make from a distance. Fears and hopes are what will hold you hand-in-hand to guide you with each step not looking back as they are your guardians. Oh what a unique sense of giving yourself up in the direction you are unaware of. Now, walk home, dare I say, walk home as it is very familiar of what you had done before in the back of your hand. For I shall not tell that you will not encounter thorns, cliffs, or puddles of which you have will to cross over. They alone are not obstacles rather they are bridges you had built upon your path you have set yourself with. So long as you see them as this, you will make it back? Or will you? Learn that when we do go home, it is not in the sense that we will see the door open freely for us. As it has to be opened again by our hands and make the moment feel like we are all alive. This is what it means to go home, to know where we once were the shadows of our doubt is not to be cast upon just light the way, so wayward traveler has your journey been satisfying to the beat of your soul that call out to you in the night when you dream or are you still walking aimlessly in hope that you will dream again?"