Sometimes life is like quicksand that devours you into bottomless depths. Once you’re trapped, it won’t be easy getting out. It would be a hell of a nightmare while you gasp for breath. The more you panic, the more you are sucked in. Others might not pull you out fearing that you might pull up them into it. So, you stay calm, grasping at flimsy vines like branches from any willow tree nearby in a hope that somehow you’ll be able to pull yourself out. Yes, hope could turn out to be a dangerous thing. However, when you get out of it, you’ll appreciate the little joys of life.