Settle for living in misery because we are afraid of change, of things crumbling to ruins.

Then I looked around in this place at the chaos it’s endured the way it’s been adapted, burned, pillaged, then found a way to build itself backup again and I was reassured.

Maybe my life hasn't been so chaotic, it just the world that is and the only real trap is getting attached to any of it.

Ruin is a gift. Ruin is the road to transformation. Even in this eternal city, the Augusteum showed me that we must always be prepared for endless waves of transformation.