This I feel is a moment of life that everyone would pass through at least once. You climb up a mountain. as nearing the peak of the mountain, it gotten somewhat lonely. But perseverance pushes on. When you got to the top, you look back and realised the depth of growth that has been overcame. At that instant, you fall backwards from the first peak, and found yourself at the bottom of the mountain. Curiously, the process of rowing down can be pretty long. Upon reaching the bottom of the mountain, you picked up a mirror and looked at yourself. My... you barely recognised who is in that mirror.
So what does one do after that? Strangely, lifes way is not going to a hospital, but going up another mountain. The way life helps one to recover is strange.
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