In the distance lie several white lights, each as blinding as the next. I once heard a story told to me when I was younger. That in your deepest and darkest times there will always be a light to guide you back to where you had originally strayed away from.
On this cold nights these lights sparkled in the vast pool of water, each shimmering and dancing in the clear liquid. There was a gentle breeze and the night was calm. I took in a deep breath of the crisp air that engulfed me, it gave me a slight light headed feeling but it was strangely welcoming. I had not wandered off my true path for too long a time that made it impossible to return. In fact, I add just a stone throw away from it. The lights were just a reminder.
What if the future and the past did not exist? Everyday would mean a new journey, a fresh start. It's exactly what I needed. Let me take each day as it comes.
Tomorrow is a new page waiting to be written.
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