You need to stand
You're still looking
Trying to find
Yourself, your place.
These shoes don't fit
So be barefoot
Feel the grass
beneath your feet.
I am the grains
of sand, between your toes...
You need to run,
100 miles in a day
Towards a world
of possibilities.
We're drifting
In different seas
Our paths may cross
in time.

Hey!

Albert!

Good luck exploring the infinite abyss.