Time and water. They both flow - one to the future, and the other to the ocean. Either way, it's hard to travel back, and you can't stop either one.

I hear the rivers calling - one to my ears, and the other to my mind. This siren song - I don't want to listen, but the way my heart aches for it -

Don't make me understand these words.

If I could but be like water - if I could flow with ease, regardless of what rocks lay in my course or weeds sought to choke my heart. If I could go on without a need to look ever back. If I could simply accept -

Because I feel the change in the air. Something is coming. I don't know what yet, but I know that once it does...

Nothing is ever going to be the same.

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