The future seems uncertain and the road I’m walking seems dark, full of potholes, it’s windy and I hear wild animals screaming my name.
I have no idea where this road leads but I can’t go back to where I am walking away from.
I shake from fear but I carry on, wherever this takes, I must finish this journey.
As I sit down to catch my breath, I find a a lit pen beside me on the grass, this pen will be my light that can help me combat the darkness as I walk this path.
Through the light, I can now see others beside me, they are on this road too. I never realized that they were there, the darkness hid their faces and I somehow failed to hear their footsteps alongside mine.
Now I take comfort in the fact that I am no longer walking alone. We may not be going to the same destination but at least we are on the same path.