I’m drawn to the light like a freaking moth. It’s my instinct to look for the silver linings, the good amongst the bad, the solution to the problem. For a little while now, I’ve been stuck inside a dark forest, shadows looming around me.
And yet, still, I find them. Those small glistens. The rays of sunshine. The goodness. Somehow, I still know it’s there, even if I can’t quite see it.
Every day more light comes. Every day I feel closer to the edge of the forest. I can sense the freedom, feel the warmth, see the glow.
And so, like a moth to a lightbulb I travel forward in search of it, leaving the darkness behind me.
“Keep your face always toward the sunshine, and shadows will fall behind you.” - Walt Whitman
