I feel sometimes like I’m stuck in a tunnel with only one way through. All is dark, and very lonely. I often want to quit. What is the point of going on if all that I face is hardship, and disappointment? Does my life even matter? It does. In the darkest despair, it is then that I learn I am made for the light. If I face hard things in the darkness, it means I am not compatible with the darkness. It’s not my natural home. My home, truly, is found in the free living light. Ahead. Today. I think I can make it out of the tunnel today. So let me keep going today in that hope. It doesn’t matter when I reach daylight, because in my heart, the daylight has funneled through and found me right where I am.