When the light returns in the morning, after the deepest darkness of night, it appears as if space and life returns and no matter how restless my night was, how monumentous my troubles appeared or how hopeless something seemed, it all looks better once the sun shines his light. It is as if the light in the sky switches the light switch inside my soul.
December 10, 2010
morning
When the light returns in the morning, after the deepest darkness of night, it appears as if space and life returns and no matter how restless my night was, how monumentous my troubles appeared or how hopeless something seemed, it all looks better once the sun shines his light. It is as if the light in the sky switches the light switch inside my soul.
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