I want to reach the light at the end of the tunnel. It's so far away it looks like a tiny particle of dust.
Maybe there is no tunnel at all. Maybe there is no end to it at all. And so perhaps, there are no sunlit endless eternal pastures that I was looking forward to after what I thought was a one way climactic journey through this dark passage.
But maybe, maybe this speck of light that I see is in fact a distant brilliant star in this terribly dark night. Maybe I don't need to run at all. Maybe I am stuck in a diurnal cycle of things and I do not need to run from all of it, at all. Maybe I just need to wait, through the night, for the dawn, every day. - 1 hour ago