Thoughts

  • I've been having issues, to say the least. A lot has happened to me in the past month. But, thats…not the worst. Have you ever seen the cheesy horror movies, where the protagonist goes to a gypsy for a tarot reading? She (it's always a she, as though males can't do tarot readings) inevitably draws the Death card. Ominous music and the protagonists fear always follows. The funny thing is, the Death card symbolizes one main thing: change. And what change is more definate than death? But change, like death, isn't something to be afraid of… I am afraid, though. The changes happening within me terrify me. I'm scared that all that made me who I am will be swept away, and leave behind someone I wouldn't be able to recognize. One cannot grow without change. It's painful, and scary; these things I know…but how long can one cat hang on while these tides sweep around me…?
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