So you stand at this point, after having gone through a hurdle (or so you think).
As always, there's too many choice and it's dizzying to analyze each one of them (and you're tired).
Your roots and accomplishments would never settle for less (or so they told you).
But the meadow is green and the sunlight is bright (and you watch them frolicks around in absolute bliss).
Perhaps, it's time to lay that rusty sword to rest? (they'll never forgive you for this, though).