pressing on

Sometimes you trip and you fall...hard. Sometimes the timing or proceedure for things is just not right. You search but you can't figure out why things are they way they are... and after a while you start making up whatever comes to your mind just to apease your raging inquiry, because you don't really care why anymore anyways. You just need to go on, pressing on from the very place you have fallen... reaching out to the vast unknown before you in hopes of a brighter future.