When you are petite and growing up, you have doubts about everything in your life. This is just a reaction that is primordial. It just makes you think about whether you could and should do something.
In the valley of doubt, I walk, I walk, and I stop and think under no conditions. It is just allas that I would trigger my inner emotions from the confines of my mind. We, just as one, are willing to give everything ago. But doubt sets in, and we are unable to think logically.
Once in the valley of doubt, we walk, we walk, but we only walk so far, knowing that we may fail. It only takes a second to reconvene our inner emotions to think that if we fail, we can try again.
Just as it was when we were doing our daily chores to do extensive research on a topic unknown, we reached out into the vast void of wonder and gained a semblance of what should be. Just as it was, we navigated to our ruled lines and wrote the prosthesis of our accolade.
Doomed are we to find if our whole life is just a lesson to be learned, and vast swathes of emotion come out and we cry? Knowing that in all modesty, we have reached the pinnacle of life. That we then shout, I have done it.
