My morning date with Ben was an interesting one. I wasn’t truly into the song’s potential structure — or into the song itself at all for that matter. I was more into the imagery underneath all those bridges’ conceptualization as we grow… Some have one, some have several, some are one way in, others one way out, most have the fail-safe of an eventual return back, while some do not lead anywhere or have been left incomplete. Some have been made in a hasty decision, others are the creations of a lifetime never intended to be self-used or built for others’ ulterior usage. There are so many forms of reality. The best way to define those countless forms of imagery is to be honest about mine. There are so many, the vicious ones being those nobody else can see, as they are built within, in my case lost in the emotional maze I created in my heart and soul over the years to avoid addressing what was too hard for me to deal with. Those bridges became part of my sacred sanctum, where I go from time to time to lay down flowers and cry the illusionary safety created by my self-imposed solitude…