I've been searching for something real and tangible. Something strong and everlasting. Something that bends but never breaks. Something that folds but never tears.
I've sought this out in material and friends and experiences and family and false hope and fake love.
I've believed and believed even when I don't believe. I've seen what has been invisible to me. I've touched what isn't even there. I've done this, knowing... but really, hoping, that it would appear one day. That my blind faith would reward me and I could finally ride on cloud 9 with karma by my side.
What I've discovered is that it does exist, but it doesn't mean that life unfolds so easily after you find it. I've discovered that though you can have one very bright light guide you through a cave, you will still find darkness in some areas.
I've discovered that happiness comes with sacrifice, dedication, strength.