I sometimes think my life is like right now, staring down the proverbial subway tunnel, waiting for the light of an oncoming train. Late at night I spend what feels like forever, or at least very long, waiting. And there are false lights from other trains or construction that get my hopes up, but really they aren't what I'm waiting for. When is the train going to come! I'm so tired of waiting at 1:30 in the morning for a ride that might never come.