Que sera sera

It’s been a while since I wrote and today, I want to talk about just how temporary basically everything is. Now in my big age, I am scared of snakes, needles, large masses of water, heights and losing people I care about. Of these all, the latter scares me most.

I think it’s safe to assume we’ve all had bonds we assumed would last forever but eventually, it turned out to be more wishful thinking than an actuality. All that time and effort invested – arguably for nothing. The bonds that you felt like if that person ever left you, you’d die and to be fair when it didn’t work out you probably did feel like your heart was being ripped from your chest, literally. My very own personal experience involved the heartbreak equivalent of a panic attack. Symptoms of said personal experience included shortness of breath and what I can only assume was my heart increasing in weight about a hundred-fold. I actually had to go out in the rain at 3 in the morning to catch my breath. If you’ve been through anything even slightly similar, my heart goes out to you. In the unfortunate event that you currently are bang in the middle of the storm, I’m terribly sorry and I hope you take comfort in the fact that it gets easier every day.

Remember those nights in college with your tribe when you’d just hang out and talk about nothing and everything for hours on end? I’d literally give an arm and a leg to relive that again you know. It just sucks how we gotta grow up eventually and move on with our lives but it is what it is I suppose. Be that as it may, I have absolutely no doubts said bonds were and are strong enough to survive it all. If you ask me, it’s those bonds like those that last a lifetime. Five, ten years could go by but when you are all put in a room together it all systems go like nothing’s changed.

It's all part of this thing called life which we’re all trying to navigate without a clue as to how to do it right so, que sera sera!

Love,

_storyteller.