It is common for everyone, at some point of your life, feel empty. Despite the fact you already had given everything and giving everything to everyone, and every time. But sometimes, you just need to keep looking ahead and then maybe find the light. The beauty. The never-ending wonder.
You might forget the pain, and continue crawls back up. Or maybe you might close the curtain and start fading to the darkest corner. All the cards are obvious, and everyone knows the name of the game. And maybe somewhat miles from you, a stranger holds a card you’re hoping to show up. The card that shows you the light. Like the I block in Tetris
Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter.
Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here.
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun.
And I say it’s all right.
Here Comes the Sun – The Beatles
And here is my stranger and (hopefully) my card.
Next year wanderlust.