Change. We think we will be fine when it arrives. When it’s here we tell ourselves that it’s a good thing. Then one day we snap and we lose it, because we finally realize things will no longer be the same. Sometimes, we morn the familiar, and despise the new. Other times, we rejoice in the change. I wonder though, what about the times when we could care less? A new horizon approaches, and we barely notice it. Does that mean we have accepted that change happens? Or does it mean that we have lost interest in the adventure of life?
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Horizons
Change. We think we will be fine when it arrives. When it’s here we tell ourselves that it’s a good thing. Then one day we snap and we lose it, because we finally realize things will no longer be the same. Sometimes, we morn the familiar, and despise the new. Other times, we rejoice in the change. I wonder though, what about the times when we could care less? A new horizon approaches, and we barely notice it. Does that mean we have accepted that change happens? Or does it mean that we have lost interest in the adventure of life?
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It just means that you're tired and want to go back to bed.
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