One last cry

Right now, I feel as if I’m stuck in this never-ending tunnel. I can’t stop walking because I don’t have food with me and my water supply is diminishing.

I don’t even know whether I’m walking in the right direction. All I know is that I’ve made my choice and now I have to stick with it.

Every so often, I wish that I’ll get a glimpse of daylight, which will signal the end of my journey (no, in case you are wondering, I’m not talking about dying). And only then can I finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But at times, I’m apprehensive that the only light I’ll finally get to see is the headlight of an oncoming train.

I can’t wait for this passage to end.

If my life is a storybook, I'll gladly flip over to the last page right away.

It better be a happy ending.

“It is good to have an end to journey towards, but it is the journey that matters in the end” – Ursula K. LeGuin

Patience is a virtue,