Everything is an illusion. The solid ground that you built your life upon, so sure and safe is nothing more than a figment of your imagination. It doesn’t exist. And now it’s too late, because you were so sure you knew how it really was that you based every moment, decision and action you ever made on it. And now you’re stuck with that mistake, that empty vision that was supposed to be so full of meaning. It’s my fate because I was so stubborn, so naive and reckless. But don’t I deserve someone who had their heart in it from the start?