Degorram Posted December 11, 2008 Report Posted December 11, 2008 I used to be so happy at the prospect of growing old. I saw my siblings with careers, I saw my friends around me, I saw my life being wonderful. But now that I am old-er, I see my friends slowly disappear, I see my siblings with hardships, I see my life being hard and perhaps not so sweet. Change is after me. Change is following me. Every corner there is change, Every second there is change. In a way it's "Another one bites the dust" all over again. Continuous. Never ending. The only thing, that does not change, is change.
Ran Yoko Posted December 11, 2008 Report Posted December 11, 2008 very true. I can sympathize with this very much, and am gkad to know I'm not the only one who feels this way. thank you for sharing.
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