The Light

(drawn with pencil and inked on White paper, colored and edited in Photoshop)

This one is for the ones who has their own lights to light their way up in the night.

This ''light'' thing I'm talking about is nothing but the source of the inner strength that pulls you out of the dark. For some, it's a nice chat. For some, it's a speacial someone's smile. For some, it's the delicious sweets in the bakery, for some it's music, art, teddy-bears, banana-man...

And for some, it's nothing but themselves. The light of their inner beauty, their perfect existence with rights and wrongs, straights and curves. Just the fact that they exist and they are there in that present moment, with their past and untold future. Simply and exactly: ''Me''.
I believe their lights are much more brighter than of others. Afterall, the girl sitting in the corner or the cookie in your hand are nothing but your brain's interprets for you, in the form of you.