Saturday, 19 February 2011

Nothing is constant.

Nothing is constant; the wind changes and the tides ebb away. 

We are often left reeling by change and lost in reflection on old ways, old times, old friends. We are creatures of habit, fearing to break away from our routine and little daily rituals, and even dare to imagine that change is for the best.

Our greatest fear is the change that is forced upon us. That we are somehow out of control of our lives and cannot hope to understand the lives of others. We each stand alone in our small sphere of panic. 

We're waiting for that spark of understanding that lights in the eyes of the person we love, whether they be friend or lover, that says "I fear it too, but I'm with you and things could be great!"

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