Thursday, March 24, 2011

In a Dark Room

For the last few weeks, I have been sitting in a dark room. Not a "real" dark room... but in my mind. No lights. No windows. I know there is a door somewhere in this room. I KNOW there is a door leading out into a beautiful place. I am holding a flashlight but it doesn't work. It has no batteries. I am holding two batteries, but for the past few weeks, no matter how I put them in, no matter how much I want to force the damned thing to work, the flashlight would not turn on. And while I feel around for the door, blindly walking around this room, I could not find it.

This week. Just a few days ago, really... the batteries clicked into place. I turned on this flashlight. I found the door. It's a pretty door... and it's locked. :P

Now... just to find the key.

Do any of you know what I am talking about? I have been struggling, let me tell you. There have been tears and screaming and sleepless nights... heck, days where all I did was sleep. Uninspired. No motivation. Frustration.

At least now I have light. :)


  1. Oh, I so know what you're talking about. I spent about 6 weeks in that room this winter. Only got out about a week ago. Keep rattling that door knob! But sleep all you need, it's restorative.

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  3. Agh, I know the feeling all too well. But keep the faith. Even though you've been walking through darkness with no point of reference to measure your progress, you are moving forward. :)

  4. Man, this is awkward, but I totally just came over to see if I could borrow a flashlight...

    In all seriousness, though. I appreciate the optimism that shines through you even when you don't think it does. Its inspiring.