The simplicity of life in hindsight
The End. You know it’s the end of the road, when you reach the end only to see a cliff that drops to the ocean. You know it’s the end of the tunnel when the light at the end approaches and you’re in the bright sunlight. What do you do when you see the light approaching, and you wish it would stop, you wish you could stay where you are, far away from the light? What do you do when everything that’s beautiful in your life would end when the light approaches? What do you do? What do you do when you realize that you’re at the light, and you’re not yet ready for it?