The further and unreachable the brighter future, the closer and clearer the brighter past.

Once as a child, my girlfriend and I went to the forest on horses. It took us far beyond the usual route and we managed to get lost. When the road completely disappeared, turning into a barely noticeable path, we tried to go back in our footsteps, but it only got worse. “Now, probably, it’s lunch,” I had time to go hungry during the confusion. And, apparently, not only I. Hearing the promised word, the horses synchronously turned in one direction and passed through the forest and took us, the fools, to the barracks.

Interview with a candidate for the position of security guard:
Who do you see yourself in our company in five years? Eight letters in vertical.