the first step
it starts with a road. there is always a road, a direction, or a path from one point to another. zigzagging away, through mountains, hills, and valleys, bending around peaks and following natural river flow. connecting small and big dots on the map, representing knowledge and experience.
still, there is always a first time, for everything – from a first step on the new road to a first time for a helicopter flight. there is this almost indescribable tingling feeling of the first time, curiosity, the fear of unknown, a short moment of the adrenaline rush. rapidly vanishing moments of the unknown options and endless opportunities.