An End
Everything has to come to an end, sometime. Some people are not meant be in your life, because they do not have the power to help you improve it, it is not that you do not wish them well. But maybe it is just enough to meet them at the crossroads in life and agree to take separate paths. Time might bring you all together again at some other places.
From the moment we are born, people tell us that the world is like this and like that, this way and that way. It is simply natural, that for a certain period of time, we end up believing what we have been told. But we must soon push these ideas aside to discover our own way of living reality.
It is always important to know when something has reached its end.
Closing circles,
shutting doors,
finishing chapters,
it does not matter what we call it,
what matters is to leave the past those moments in life that are over.
Stories never really end. Even if the worlds like to pretend they do.
Stories always go on. They never end on the last day, any more than they start on the very first day.
SBY.12.03.16
