The End of the Tunnel
Growing up back east, we would often drive through the Appalacian Mountains. On these roads, there were long tunnels through the mountains. You'd see the tunnel coming up, and then in most of the tunnels you could see the other end. I always wished we could go faster as soon as I saw the end of the tunnel because I loved the rush of light when you exited the tunnel. It was almost like holding my breath during the tunnel, just waiting to get out.
