I am standing on the precipice. It is a cliff from where I can examine the scope of all things and ponder my worth. Am I good enough? That is the aching question that resonates within my bones. It is the enigma that makes my heart feel like the most congested intersection. I’ve been tinkering with the cogs in my head. Never certain, but still searching for what is broken and trying to fix it. But I can’t; I am no mechanic, so I look down and stare at the nothingness below me. I hear the void calling my name. In a desperate attempt to find self-definition, I jump. I jump from the cliff and allow the darkness to consume me.

For some arbitrary reason, I decide to look up. Awaiting my gaze is a breathtaking infinity I never imagined I’d see. A beautiful blanket of stars flows over me as I descend. I remember when I was a child, I always dreamed of venturing into outer space. So with my calloused hand, I stretch out and reach for those celestial ***** of fire hoping to fulfil the fantasy of my youth, but I only drift further and further away. I scream. I yell for the illuminated sky to take me. Worthless!

As I throw my irrational tantrum, I realize that I never really wanted to explore the heavens. What I wanted all along was to fill them. I longed for purpose. Now, with that in mind, I stretch my arms not to reach the stars anymore but to fill the massive vacuum — to become a giant, a limitless, boundless giant shining in an infinite container… in the darkness.

I reconsider my existence. Falling. I am a light falling into… no, filling the darkness. I am charged with exuberance. It’s as if a bolt of lightning struck my chest and is waltzing through my body at this very moment. I feel safe now, drifting away from the precipice and into the unknown. I am a light. I am a giant. Limitless. Boundless. Infinite.