I am standing in front of the gate but I’d like to be on the other side.
I imagine it to be more interesting over there but it is only in my imagination. I don’t have any real experience.
So many times in life I find myself dreaming of being elsewhere.
If I try now to imagine being on the other side of the gate and looking at me from there, it feels surprisingly good; I see myself with other eyes and I wished to be over there with me.
Again, many things are just a matter of viewpoint.