I came across this tunnel one day, it had a grand entrance and a sign in the front. The sign read:
Enter, for this is the journey that you were destined to face ever since you stepped foot on this Earth.
1) You are not allowed to turn back
2) You must never stop walking forwards
When walking through this tunnel, I’ve noticed a few peculiar things. For starters, this was one really big tunnel that seemed to have no end. This tunnel was sometimes made of bricks, and other times, it was glass. The bricks didn’t dare let any light in, and the glass would let the light in. Simple enough, right?
At first, there was a good mixture of bricks and glass, there was enough light, and there was enough darkness. At one point though, there was no light at all, just the dark tunnel. Sometimes, I would hear sounds of bugs running along the walls, sometimes there was this unbearable silence where not even my own heartbeat could make a sound. At one point I even swore that I heard some foot steps behind me, but I couldn’t see a trace of movement. I could feel a shiver crawl up my spine at the thought of this never ending darkness … or was it something that was crawling on me?
Eventually, I saw a shimmer of light up ahead. I couldn’t help but feel my blood start to boil at the thought of just seeing the light once again. Maybe I would be able to enjoy the scenery as I waltz through the light for the first time in ages. My legs moved on their own as I practically fly over to the light that kept growing closer and closer by the moment. As I approached, the light began to sting up my neck and down to my heels. When I got to the light, I prayed to be able to return to the dreaded darkness that was not too far behind. As I turned back to look for an exit, I was faced with the same blinding light that greeted me not too long ago.
I was forced to move forwards, through the endless sea of light. I could feel my sweat cling to my clothing and I can almost smell my skin burning. I wanted to run, but my legs were growing weak from being in the heat for far too long. I wanted to collapse on the floor, only to be scorched by the glass floor. So I kept moving onwards through a hall of glass. At this point, I prayed for darkness as much as I once prayed for light. I swore that once I returned to darkness, I would savor all of its moments and try to enjoy myself more often.