Almost as if the sun stopped reflecting on the moon, the planet had lost any sign of life. Cold nothingness covered me as I watched darkness fall upon my home. I knew that the electrical grid had been completely turned off. No one, not anyone, had any electricity that I could see.
Sometimes, things don’t work out the way you want them to. Sometimes, things hurt like hell to admit. Life has taught me this so far: it’s better to go with the ebb and flow of life’s extremes than it is to fight upstream by the threads of your prideful ego. If you can’t shed that skin, you’ll only find yourself down deep, pitying yourself and wallowing in your darkest of shadows.