I've been busy with finals, still am. That's why I haven't posted much lately... But I had this thought a minute ago:
...I think I can make it.
I can actually see the light at the end of the tunnel. Its nowhere close and the tunnel is caving in around me, but I think I can do it.
That's pretty much how I feel right about now, all semester I've been walking through a lit tunnel knowing that I'd eventual reach the end, but all of a sudden, the lights turned off and the rumblings started, then I realized how far I really was from the exit. I coulden't see the end and rocks were starting to fall around me, I started jogging, but I figured that the rubblings were not that bad and the end was just around a corner, and then I found a map, and I realized that I was NOT anywhere close, in fact, I didn't think that I'd get out in time. I started jogging again, I was to tired to run, I wasn't used to it, I was "out of shape" so to speak and then I decided, if I want to even get close to getting out, I've got to run. So I started running, by this time there were rocks falling everywhere, and, looking back I noticed that the tunnel had collapsed behind me (by the noise, or maybe a torch in the wall or something. ) so I started running for my life. it was all dark, no hope of getting out, since the cave in was right behind me. and then about two hours ago I saw the light. and I put on a burst of speed, I have to finish. I have to get out. The cave is collapsing right on my shoulders, but I won't stop running, its going to be WAY to close, but I'll make it. And it will make me feel awesome.
