The Tunnel

Hey you, let’s go for a walk and chat for a bit. Maybe down a nice tunnel if you like. A lovely dank one sounds pleasant right about now.

I hear life’s been rough and almost unbearable at times it seems; today for instance.

I vote we toss pebbles down the sides and imagine where they land.

I promise it’s all better than you think right now. It always is.

Watch out; don’t stumble over that stick in the path.

Every incident is the beginning of a lesson, even if it hurts; particularly when it hurts.

I told you to be careful didn’t I?

Everything makes up for itself in the end.

Come here, I’ve got a first-aid kit.

Sometimes it takes longer than you feel you have time for, but it’s worth the wait.

A bit more pressure should stop the bleeding.

Other times, it needs to grow just a bit worse before times can improve. It’s alright.

Let’s go find some more pebbles or some rocks.

Trust me. The light at the end of the tunnel isn’t a train. Pinky swear. We aren’t dying today.