Heading out of the cave….

The dark cave may cover the skies above. But in the end the sky will re appear. That day you'll look back at the cave and smile.

I've reached the end of my cave. It feels good. All the good or bad things that have happened in the past, I'm so very glad about them. They just gave my destiny's course a new direction. The storms, the violent waves, every moment I've spent with them. They've shaped me. They've made me a survivor. They were my friends disguised as foes.

Now, I value moments. Moments before the storm. I live in moments; therefore life isn't small for me. Little joys are grand celebrations for me.

=)

PS- Now that I'm a little free. There'll be lots to write here. Firstly, a tribute post to all college friends. Are you listening imaginary reader? Excited?! Heh!