inconstant stability
Everything seems so uncertian. A large part of me wants to know the end of the story, yet I must wait for things to unfold in time. I just wish I knew one thing for certian. I want just one thing that I can cling to. I use to have that constant. I use to have dreams. They seem so far away this very minute and I am scared of waiting for their hour. I have realize no matter how much I long to be at ease with the unknown or how easy it is for me to pretend I am, I will never be content untill I find some constant. My only fear is that the stability I find in this something will be filled with more uncertianty that I have while without.