I know now why they say “that was the worst day of my life”. It is just the realisation. It is having the familiar path suddenly widening or narrowing and the realisation that you are going to walk a way you’ve yet to walk and you’re scared. Whatever happens, you know your feet will do their duty, but it’s that moment of realisation, that they won’t have a choice. There is no backward. Even if you turn wholly around and recount everything that happened before, you still have to move forward. Does it help, looking back? Not really. That’s when you stumble most. Better to turn around, face it head-on, feet-forward and hopefully the worst day is already gone.