Today I saw a spark. It was probably always there. I was just to blind to see it. A light at the end of the tunnel. Usually when I noticed it, even if just a glimpse, it always renewed so much of my strength. It gave me the power to push forward. The funny thing is that the light I saw today was so much more than that. It was a freaking ball of fire. The problem is that it's in the completely wrong tunnel...
Just my luck. Life is pushing me somewhere I no longer wish to go. I realised it isn't the right place for me. Yet the universe seems to be hell bent on keeping me on the path I chose so long ago. So what am I suppose to do? Just give in? Trust that I made the right decision and accept that obviously all the signs are pointing to the fact that this is indeed the right road for me? Or do I simply ignore it and go with my gut?
What awaits is an impossible choice. One of many I was forced to make in my relatively young existence. She never told me it would be easy. But she also never said it would be this hard. Most wouldn't understand. Most believe that I've got it as good as it can get. If only they knew what I did. Ironically it isn't nearly as bad as what I'm about to do...
