If i knew what i had the license to,

The dusk, the night, the plight

Part A : 

This section would comprise of the end of the beginning of my odyssey. 

This section attempts to figure out what can be done when life curbs and blankets one in learned helplessness. Some answers are found but mostly criticisms and whats lacking in how I get life moving about is observed. And so there are more unanswered questions than answers and there are more impossible to do answers than doable ones.

The major emphasis on this part is that despite knowing what is to be done, the individual falls back to old ways. 

Just like one could love sleeping peacefully in the dark and not in the bright light, the sojourner finds it easy to go back to living in the past and in the mental idea of someone, in ideal lover, in ideal world. 

The traveler tries to extricate from the night but it's too tempting to give in, too weak to fight back and wake up. Too blissful to wake up even after knowing that it's possible to wake up. 

Its possible to wake up but spending 110% energy on waking up makes me reflexively think of 0.01 % energy needed to sleep and so i keep sleeping with confusions knowing that the bliss of the dark is temporary.