I live in a small, 40-year old, 4-storeyed, apartment complex that is surrounded on all sides by tall towers. Looking around, it's difficult to imagine that there could be any hope of enjoying a cool breeze in the compound
...and yet, the wind blows
Every time I go down for a walk and look around at all the buildings around, I can't help but feel that our building is a tiny soul trapped among far larger beings
...and yet, the wind blows
There are spaces where the gaps between some of the towers are so narrow that it's hard to find sunshine in the lanes, and yet the wind blows like on an open plane, through one side where two towers are slightly further apart
Life works the same way
You might feel trapped in life, with obstacles on all four sides, with no room for any sunshine, but the wind always blows through a small window of hope
Take a few steps to go outside and savor it