Solo stand alone for this image.
I hope this one is figuratively and literally illustrated by the visual. We burn them, we build them, but one way or another we cross them. Around the time this shot was taken back in 2014, was around the time my life started changing. Whether or not bridges were burned, I for sure was building new ones that would get me to where I am now. 7 years later I type this, smiling. Oh if I knew then what I know now.
Praying this image never allows me to forget that crossing the right bridge can take you to the Milky Way and back. No matter how scary.