But before I can dive deeper into the endless chaos, I see a glimmer in the corner of my eye. Gone is the past. With a closer look, I can see two little green gems engraved in a golden ring, almost like brothers. The perfect ring right in front of me, something I never thought I needed until now. But before I can even check the pricetag, I’m gutted by the fact that this ring is not for me. Not yet at least. The ring is a prize, meant for someone who knows who they are. Knows what they want, where they want to be, and who they want to be with. Someone who knows the horns of life, but still challenges the bull anyways. The person who will own this ring knows how to handle life in the past, present, and future.