Oct 14, 2020
3 min read
When The Sun Rests
Every day has its night.
“Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I often find myself lying awake late at night, watching the passing lights of cars driving by my window. It’s comforting for me. Watching these lights reminds me that I’m not alone.
