In an empty sky, you can never tell what's in focus. I've got hormetic stress, a paintbrush in ice. We can always leave if you'd like to. It's the taste of honeysuckle from all of my once-rational fears. Identity molting in the sun. I was wrong. Dreams and reality will trap you if you choose only one. It's a lifeline. You can only mourn surprises. You can only mourn surprises. You can only... Pause, start breathing, sit and know that you are breathing in. There're endless lives for endless dreams, just keep one foot in each. Sisyphus pushing a boulder downstream. Find the air on your skin; The sound of the pavement as you walk over it. You can only mourn surprises. Safe from your hopes; Distracted by life. You can only mourn surprises.