monovox

my world has been dumped into a blender and someone hit the frappe button.

this petite morte... this death of a cycle in my life... this one is major. nothing in my world will be unaffected.

the thing about cycles ending though is that in it's place a new one begins... I just have to keep my eye on the new possibilities that will be sure to sprout and try not to run screaming down the street from the end of what I have worked so hard for the last 11 years.




I am doing surprisingly well... (*knocks on wood*)