change.

It's the happiest and saddest time of all. Coinciding with fall, the changing of leaves, the transition from summer to winter. It's that time and I'm ready.
I want to it happen fast, the faster the better the least it hurts. It's just time to cut off the loose ends, I've realized I can't fix them and I know they aren't ment to be fixed or dwelt upon ever again. I know I'm simply following his foot steps of change, but it my que also and I should stop living in the pass. Which I've done long ago, but momento's and reminders aren't needed. Time to get rid of those.
I'll tie my self up in work this year. Busy my scheduel and won't give myself a second to think. I'm ready change, take me and convert me.