It’s just the trigger that kept us thrilled by dint of struggles. It’s our moxie in every steps toward a better spot, acquiring such lovely pictures of views from a fleck of what we called life.
It’s the gap between giving up and keeping up to reach the top from the middle of tiredness. But the bliss behind the pain that we’ve bypassed and the fear that we’ve dropped along the way, in the end is what we have been aiming for, and what we consider as the trigger.
(Photo credits: Joshua Llabore)