Click.
The switch is up. There is light. Energy. Brightness. Possibility. A fire of potential.
Click.
The switch is now down. In darkness, I stumble. In darkness, I fall. But I get back up. Though my gate is impaired, I continue to move forward.
Click. Click.
Up, down. The switch goes up, and the switch goes down. I take advantage of the light when it is there. And when the switch is down and there is darkness, I am guided onward by the memory of light.
