Stepping forward.

One, two, three four...

In the end, it's all about steps. Two forward, one sideways and the last one backwards. I may not know where I'm going, but at least I'll reach somewhere sometime, am I wrong? Keep on walking, go on, just one more time... as if there was the need of a target, of an objective.

Why the hell do we need an objective? Why do we need to write down a set of numbers and look at them as if they were a must? When something is nothing but our own concern, there is no point in setting up a due date for it. There's no need for it to happen today, tomorrow, this weekend or next Wednesday. Sometimes there isn't even the need for it to happen; still, the promise, the holding on to something, is nice. And maybe some day you'll forget about it.

But it is important that, even if there is no due date, even if there is no clear purpose, you try it. There's no point in leaving things undone, untested and unmet when you've had the chance of trying to make them work. Sometimes you'll fail miserably, others you'll just be dealing it at the wrong time, and others you'll suddenly and unexpectedly grow out of it in a good way, be it working out fine or simply disappearing as a need. The only thing that matters is that you know that you've made the effort, that it is not your fault that that something is amiss; why would you want to live with such a burden? do you really want to base your everyday life on regrets?

That is why I call out everyone that might be reading this and invite you to try. I want you to get hurt, to cry and trip up; I want you to smile joyously, to feel fearfully brave and to be proud of what's been done. Why the hell leave things undone? Why should you disappear and let the deep, dark and silent oblivion shrink you into nothingness? Grow some balls and live up to your own expectations; do not hold yourself with a "What if...", but use them as a trigger instead. It's never about "What if I fail?"; you should aways be looking forward at the "What if I succeed?".

There are few times when failure will be the cause of something with no remedy; most times it won't be no more than a lesson. The lack of failure, tied to the lack of actions and consequently linked to the lack of successful outcomes, is a harsher punishment than the failure itself. Failure brings shame, tears, sadness and wrong-being; just like the constant passive observation without action. That means that there is nothing to lose! In the worst case scenario, you'll be just slightly sadder for a while.

On the other hand, when you succeed... It may not be at the first try, may not be on something you expected to turn out good, it might even be a surprise to the world and you... but when you succeed, there is nothing that can stop the joy of having done something right. The pride you feel after giving your best, the sweaty forehead of the one person that has worked tirelessly for something, the joy of finishing a due task... No one will ever be able to take that away from you.

Now shut up, stop writing or reading, and go do something. Step forward.