Other Side of the Mountain

One of the nursery rhymes that me and my daughter watch have the following lyrics :

The bear went over the mountain

The bear went over the mountain

The bear went over the mountain

To see what he could see

And all that he could see

And all that he could see

Was the other side of the mountain

The other side of the mountain

The other side of the mountain

Was all that he could see.

That's all I am off to see perhaps.

This whole act of resignation to try something else feels like that. It's like getting out of one web to be caught in another.

 I hope the journey would be worth.