Solitude and depression are not always so dark. In fact, being in that state of mind allows even the smallest bit of light to give you joy. Seeing a crack of luminescence in a cold cave. Such a small thing, but so hopeful. Were we always in the sunlight, we would not notice its warmth, and we would pay no remark to the beauty that it illuminated for us to see. A firm and loving embrace means more to us when we're collapsed on the ground than when our serotonin levels are full and flowing. Perhaps I am too dazed already in the substances I've consumed to "straighten" myself out. But then I thought...maybe this is just okay. Maybe everything's okay, because it's life and it's got to be.

I rest there.