And while although the feeling was bittersweet, something deep, something deep down inside me told me that everything was going to turn out to be alright; the angel who flashes the lights through my usual clouds of despondency, told me so. He said, "Everything is going to turn out to be alright. The universe is still spinning, expanding and the sun above you will burst in millions of years like it naturally should." You have not stopped walking. You may think you have, but your shoelaces weren't untied. Plumed with the thousand pieces of something famous, your tears have dried and all is known. The feeling was bittersweet, but at least I knew. I knew what I had to do next. Flip the switch, shift a gear and open the hatch. And what I felt around me, the text on the screen, was nothing compared to what I felt within me.