I’m worried about my relations with my friends, more precisely the stages that will soon come. It’s nothing personal against them. I love every one of them. It’s just I’ve seen this stage before. Time moves and we all change with it. Years ago I watched my friends get married, buy houses and have children. I ran from this. I told them not to make my wedding dress I was too young to marry yet. I wanted a different life away from Winnipeg. I felt reborn when I moved away. Yes, the whole world opened its door and different perspectives were shown to me. I attained new friends and said goodbye to the old. But the world turns and turns. And here I am at this stage again. People are moving forward. My friends’ lives are unfolding, as they should, but I’m stagnant. I feel gentle nudges from all directions. Actually, I’ve been feeling them for awhile. I also feel static and bloated. The wind of change is here and I need to learn what to do with it.
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Someone with as much life as you could never be stagnant. Stagnance=death. Maybe you should sew a sail to meet that wind of change.
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