So here I go, leaving all that I know. Part anxious, part nervous, part
ecstatic, part scared out of my mind.
What to choose.
{Choose a life.}
This time is to treasure but my clock has stopped.
And now I ask, how should I reply?
It's time to move.
{Move on?}
Ahh, my darling companions. The dwindling few that remain. Maybe this is a
new beginning, yet maybe it is a long awaited closure.
Possibly both?
'Tis a play on words.
{Hold the drama.}
Thank you to all the swift movers. Those who jump into a life and decide to
sprint away at will. Those who this applys, you know just who you are.
Way to go.
{I detect the toxic aroma of s