Sunset and Dawn, the only two moments of absolute, daunting, clarity.
Never during the day, when the sky is either dominated by a blinding sun or covered with opaque clouds.
It seems clarity lies within the intoxicated hours, when you less expect sane thoughts to surface.
Like a pirate after a treasure, lost in the vastity of the ocean, I keep going, enduring in my doing, certain that I will get to what I've been seeking for so long. The quest is almost over. I can feel it.