September Blues

I’ve thought about it before, but I know it can never be a reality — the fresh start in life. It’s an interesting concept to ponder. To be able to start from the beginning, but still carry with you the experiences you felt years prior. Can it ever be a reality? Or is it just what fools think about when they find the misery associated with living too great? Recently, one of my closets friends moved to San Diego to start a new life. I’m happy for her and wish her all the best and then some. It’s incredible to know someone who follows through with their plans and see it come to fruition.

What is it really to start from the beginning? Can you really disregard all the events that shaped you before and sweep it under the rug? People carry with you in your thoughts, even if the distances become greater. Physical locales might be different and anew, but dreams transport you back to the familiar. In that sense, I don’t think you can escape the past — merely run from it.

Life carries on. Time does too. Later world.