The shrieks in the lonely nights;
The weights of unmet expectations;
The judging looks on the faces of those who “should” be friends;
It all adds to the darkness in each day of hope for the beginning of how life “ought” to really be.
When the times have done their worst, they give way for their best. The birth of new times, where hopes become tangible, where faith becomes the present reality and where all that constitute the much awaited life now stand as the starting point for the next phase.
For those who stick thru, my next phase will be your new realities too, as I strive to live life the way it ought to be.