it's so much clearer once you find the path lifting you up above the could cover. the air thins, but the mind becomes sharper. your senses go in and out of dulling and honing.
we find our bearing in extremes, and each time we feel we've made it, and perhaps located a nice spot to rest, that brief moment of accomplishment and rejuvenation is always bookended with the desire to know more, to do more, to become more.
from the mezzanine we find our collective bearings, take a deep breath, and forge ahead. onwards and upwards! there's no other option, and the past is the past.
more journey, less destination.