The Choice Is Ours
Maybe there is still hope here. Maybe we just can’t see it from where we are standing. The sky above us has always felt endless, and tonight it feels like it is asking us to choose. Maybe we stay and wait to see if things can change, or maybe we leave everything we know behind and follow whatever lies beyond the familiar. I don’t know which choice will lead somewhere better. I only know that there is a whole universe beyond this moment, and perhaps we haven’t seen the best part of it yet.