It’s been a while since we believed the world was still flat. That sailing beyond the horizon would, without a doubt, mean you would topple off the edge, into oblivion.
Sometimes I still feel my world is flat. When I need to go beyond my own boundaries, push my own limits.
This week I’ve had several moments of: “Oh my God, who am I kiddin’!? I am never gonna pull this off…” And I would topple into a moment of despair.
Luckily, even my own world is not flat, and I would regain footing again after noticing I merely tripped over some holes in the road. Falling flat forward into the snow instead of descending into the flames of hell… Nothing like icy cold to regain your senses!
Where does going beyond the horizon take you…?