All is not lost, however, for down in the darkness, our hope remains as a flicker of light. The flame slowly grows until, with sigh of relief, we hear that great crack again and begin to be pulled upwards. The despair is momentarily forgotten as we remember what we have ahead, what we have to look forward to. So again we reach high, forever upwards.

And so it goes, a Sisyphean cycle of triumphant success and morose depths. Yet we carry on knowing that even in those dark times, the wheel will turn and hope will eventually come within reach.