I was inspired to write this when my light bulb blew out on me and I had to sit in the dark one night while reading. I suffer from depression so negative thoughts come to me realativly easilly when something goes wrong. Sometimes something as simply as a light going out and sitting in the dark can get me down in the dumps. I decided to write this as a way of self-reflection on how I could have been if I truly had no hope and if I had nothing but my hobby of writing to keep me going through each day. (That said... sorry to anyone that read my stuff since I haven't been posting anything lately. I just haven't really been in the mood for anything lately. I am trying though and just got distracted and wanted to write this after my light blew out the little bugger.)