Looking at the falling stairs and the indescribable abyss, I instinctively carry the never-ending demands in my heart, where will I go? What we are looking at is the beginning of this story, and its ending has already been written. So in the story, does the beginning and end of all this exist?
Maybe you would be willing to leave traces of it in your heart, hoping that it all makes sense.
Purpose: Even if the outcome is doomed, please still believe that everything you experience has meaning.