The Icarus Project

I sometimes look at myself in the mirror and I cant help but considered myself the modern day interpretation of Icarus.

 One who flew too close too the sun without heeding the warnings he was presented. Flying higher n higher up until he burnt off his wings.

And for a moment I got to admire the glory of the sun at its brightest... Without a single care of the consequences. And without as much as feeling of regret, I am falling from the graces of the sky, from Helios, the sun god's domain. Falling beyond my station into the depths of the abyss.

My wings are clipped and I have but one regret. I could not fly any higher....