Damned if I know yet…
All of my paths are diverging leaving a singular segue into whatever is next for me.
Or are they converging into a hypersensitive era of more learning to be all right alone?
No one is leaving. Nothing is changing in my situation.
Lives are moving forward. Everyone is growing up. Schedules are about to get complicated.
What was it that Bob Dylan sang about times a’changing?
Counter argument for me to cling to:
“In all the universe nothing remains permanent and unchanged but the spirit.” ~ ANTON CHEKHOV, The Seagull
Not much else for me to say, really.
Except for the entire back-story behind this post.