…that things are about to start busting loose? and it might be bad, but it might be wonderful too, even life-changing? and that now, more than ever, is the time to listen to that still small voice that nudges you toward scary things?

Yeah. Me neither.

You know there will be days when you’re so tired that you can’t take another step,
The night will have no stars and you’ll think you’ve gone as far as you will ever get

But you and me walk on
Cause you can’t go back now
And yeah, yeah, go where you want to go
Be what you want to be,
If you ever turn around, you’ll see me.

I can’t really say why everybody wishes they were somewhere else
But in the end, the only steps that matter are the ones you take all by yourself.

–the weepies, can’t go back now