Even when things are darkest, we push ourselves forward through. What else will we do to kill time while we wait to be released from this planescape torment?
So what if what you’re working towards is impossible, or even does not exist at this time? You hold your delusions of a better tomorrow close to your heart and never let go. Don’t lose sight of what you need in life, even if in the end its just a picture of a tunnel painted onto the side of a mountain.
Peace.
That is indeed plank
Is plank related to Stump?
Or to log?
My log says plank is a dear friend.
“I am a stick”