Ever felt stuck? So figuratively that it feels physical? Ever felt like you had every reason to be happy…but something within you tells you that you’re not? This wriggly, niggly feeling that you’re missing out on…I don’t know…LIFE, maybe? I did. I was running the treadmill of monotony, crying myself to sleep every night believing that that was the way of life, until my Knight in shining armour came charging through the barricades, deflecting light onto the possibilities that have lurked in the shadows of unrequited want for too long. All you need to do is reach out your hand and grab it. But sometimes it helps when someone is holding the other...
(c) Debra Ly, 2011
