Sign up
Sign in
An interpretation that resonated finally dawned on me. The headlights weren’t lonesome eyeballs in a sea of sadness and despair. They were reassuring beams of light emerging from a bleak background of black and white. They were beacons of hope with the promise of potential.
Shereen Bingham
Mary Chang Story Writer
Follow
--
1
Share
Wonderful interpretation, Shereen:)
Finding shine through exercise, nature & people stories. Fueled by cartwheels, open water swimming & grit. Kid at ❤️
Help
Status
About
Careers
Press
Blog
Privacy
Terms
Text to speech
Teams