While you read these words, I feel as though it is important for you to know that there is not a single light on as I tap erratically at the keyboard. In fact, there hasn’t been a light on for some time. Some people are afraid of the dark, but in times of sadness I tend to find the absence of light to be calming — a safe place from which courage grows.
It is to the darkness where I have chosen to retreat, to clear the mind and help me process what has gone on previously and what may be yet to come. It is peaceful here in the pitch-black silence, as if the world outside no longer exists, only not quite that extreme. Perhaps it is as if the world outside is on pause, as if I have temporarily left its sphere, and I have been granted the freedom to choose when I wish to begin re-entry.