Embrace the shadows, and they will disappear, as they dance with you, eyes-wide-shut. What a difference a day makes. Four seasons in one turn of the clock's hands. Vigorous energy sets me into motion, and I pick up the pace with the steadiness of a pendulum swing. Where there was gaze before, there is focus now. I don’t need a physicist to proof that the insignificant clap of a butterfly’s wings can change the weather. There are caves in a man’s heart so deep that the light of reason can’t reach.