LOOKING AHEAD I SEE A BRIDGE THAT LOOKS LIKE A JUNGLE GYM.CRAWLING ON THE BRIDGE, LOOKING TO SEE THE END BUT IT’S TOO FOGGY.BUT I PRESS ON. A SONG THAT SAYS “THOUGH WE WALK THROUGH THE WILDERNESS, THROUGH WE WALK WITH THE FATHERLESS, THOUGH WE WALK WITH DEPRESSION. YOU ARE MIGHTY GOD. CONTINUING TO CRAWL THE BRIDGE WEARS DOWN. THE DREAM IS CALLED “BRIDGE OF SUFFERING”