Cross roads

Getting to that point where you can see the end of something nice is usually very emotional. You don’t want it to end but you know you can’t stop it. You wonder what next after that; a little excited by the possibilities yet somewhat nostalgic (already) for the times you’re leaving behind. Change is scary. And that’s okay. The present was always a much safer bet than the great unknown represented by tomorrow. But who said safe was fun? Safe is easy and comfortable. Who knows? Maybe there’s more out there. Maybe not. You can’t know until you try.
Crossroads. To go left or to go right? I can’t decide. So I’ll wait here for a while, maybe take a seat and watch the traffic…

What’s the rush?


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