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...then you're probably searching for something. I know I was when I started this, and I'm not saying I found anything, because I think in the end, we're always going to be lost. But I will say this...finding myself and living life is a constant battle. It frightens me to think about how things used to be, and how they are now, and what they might be one day. That time is so ridiculous like that. It passes when you need it to, exists in spite of you, and will always be there ahead of you. The world I live in now is completely different from the one I was in a year ago. And it scares me to think that it might be just as different next year. Because I like where I am right now. Despite what will come. Despite where I've been. Right now is good. And yet, it can all be over in an instant. It wouldn't matter if I "lived each day to the fullest" because it could all be gone, and I wouldn't get to do it again and again. Let's say that I decide to live each day as if it were my last one. Then what? Things are good until they're not? Of course. It really is that obvious.
Yes it all ends. It always will. As long as there is time for it to happen, it will. I mean, that's why it's said that way. That it's only a matter of...well, time. It heals and destroys. And all I can do is wonder if history will ever repeat.
And I hope it won't. I really do.
Yes it all ends. It always will. As long as there is time for it to happen, it will. I mean, that's why it's said that way. That it's only a matter of...well, time. It heals and destroys. And all I can do is wonder if history will ever repeat.
And I hope it won't. I really do.