Today

I've been thinking a lot lately about change. Things being different than they once were. People being different. I was worried about my characters. Worried they won't change enough. They will. All in time. So will I. People don't want to read about characters who stay the same. They want to read about how people change. Sometimes we try to change. Sometimes we just live and that changes us. We're part of a process.

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You never know when your life is going to change. It just does. The days you wake up on thinking they'll be big...sometimes they are but most often not. It's the little days, when your life changes in ways you never imagined. You wake up one person and you go to bed someone else. I don't think my life will change one bit the day I graduate from college. But my life changed today.

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At this moment in time I have no idea what the rest of my life will be like. I am grateful for this.

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James Hoch thinks this poem is a masterpiece. I'm not sure about that but I like it too.

For Next Time

It’s hard to tell someone:
take this piece of me,
I’ll take this one of you,
we’ll go out into the world
away from each other
but I promise to come back,
return it safely,
and take one exactly like it –