When I lay in my bed at night, I don’t think of the darkness, or the loud chaos unraveling around me, I think of the peace of the mountain’s at dawn, and the birds chirping happily as they fly through the blue sky. When I think of those things, I forget about the darkness that drowns me in fear and sorrow, and the unhappiness I feel in my life, I know that when I wake up, the sky will be waking up too, and the trees will be swaying gently in the peaceful breeze, and the house will be quiet, and that’s when I remember that I woke up for a reason, there’s a purpose in seeing the sun rise and set, there’s a purpose is feeling the soft breeze on your skin, and that there’s a purpose for everything, including me. No matter how hard life gets, I know I can always rely on the peace and quiet of the mountains at dawn to remind me that I have a reason for being.