Get up and remember, you just have to walk, in the end always repeat, get up and remember, you just have to walk.
That is the solution…
I open my eyes confused and scared, I have nothing but blurry memories of the past.
But what is blurred in my mind is not blurred in my being. In the purest and most primordial part of my being, I feel terror for the surrounding landscape, I don't know why.
You'll already know!
If you know tell me.
Don't know!
What nonsense! how did I get here?
Walking in that direction, I look up to see if I can sense the location of the sun. No, the treetops whose leaves barely let in the sunlight deny me the right to orient myself.
Just walking. Is that the solution?
I get up and the cold breeze makes me shiver.
Still, I start walking, looking for stones, branches to leave a trail, but I only see brown earth, roots and dry leaves in abundance.
There is nothing that is useful, for now I just have to watch and wait, as I walk, I will find an opportunity.
Steps, steps, steps.
As nothing changes I look back, a cold breeze hits my face and body.
The breeze stopped, I could see the distance traveled, there seems to be no difference between the stretch I walked and the one I have yet to walk.
However, I shudder, I feel a strange anxiety, as if something was stalking me in the distance.
It is the distance itself, the cause of your fears.
My conscience spoke to me.
Distance terrifies me, it is something very strange, but I still feel that there is more than just distance behind the steps I have taken.
Steps, steps and more steps.
Although the road is long, my firm will still helps me walk.
But, more or less I know, there are few things that I can change, I fall, I crawl, in my final moments I whisper to myself.
Get up and remember, you just have to walk, in the end always repeat, get up and remember, you just have to walk.
Keep walking, there's little left. But you still have to walk.