I made a few wrong turns. I’ve led myself to the rough road to failure. I could turn around now and find my way back to the road to success… But I’m speeding down here so fast, that if I dare to try to slow down, I’m going to end up crashing. But if I continue going down it at this speed, I’m going to crash anyway. A high speed crash, which I’m heading towards, will likely end in an instant death for me… There would be no pain of having to walk back down this lonely road wounded and ruined, searching weakly for the right road; the road where I could get help and make my way to happy success. I could finally sleep and dream on forever and ever with nobody shattering it all…