I think everyone has this condition when there is no strength and motivation to move towards the goals. I am going through such a moment and want to share my experiences. I see it as a metaphor. You're sitting on the edge of a cliff, in the twilight, you've lost the thread that led you to your magic castle, to your dream. It seems so far away and already unreal. You don't know if this castle was your real goal or if it was just an idea forced on you. You're disappointed in yourself, you're ready to cut off your wings yourself, because flying on is unbearable.
What do you choose: Do you stay where you are and die in pain? Maybe fly without strength on one wing? Or do you shatter your own illusions and go on to a new dream? There is no right answer, everyone chooses for himself.
If you're going through the same thing as I am, you know you're not alone.
