Life is beautiful but it's complicated. So far, so good. Dissecting it into a thousand million pieces is rather useless. Much like the till late convenience store which closes at ten, or the lane changing indicators in an empty street. Living it, without a care in the world, is usually the best way to go around it. Vanquishing your Achilles' heel, the second best.
But sometimes, when you get stuck in a parallel universe, when what you feel and what you think are on a totally different wavelength, and the only sane thing left for you to do is to follow your heart, even if it means breaking others (not to mention your own), be sure to ask whether the death of the mythical creature would be worth all the trouble. In layman's terms, ask yourself if you are willing to screw Achilles and his worthless wounded heel. One thing you should probably know is that you're probably better off anyway.
If, however, his heel heals, and the wavelengths start to re-align, then that would be the beginning of a whole new story. The story of dreams fulfilled without a foursome of broken hearts.
When that happens, wake me up.