Inertia

An object in motion stays in motion. Im in motion alright.
And it's finally sinking in that in a week, things will never be the same.
There's change. There's always change. I know this. I know. I've always known.
So why is it still so hard to accept?

The only way to move is forward. The only time you have is now. So why am I wasting my time doing so many things when there are so many things Id rather be doing?

Because I want a future.
Because I know that eventually things will be okay.
They're always okay.

I have faith. I have hope.

So I keep moving forward, no matter what that means I may have to leave behind. Maybe somethings Ill have to drag forward with me, maybe others will run too far ahead.

But that's a part of life, isnt it? Holding things dear to you, and losing them. Finding things, forgetting things, life is so much more than just living.

Its purpose? Who knows. Who really cares? The point is we're alive. So we might as well live.

You never know how much time you have.