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He thinks how it will be winter soon, and then another year gone by and another one on the chopping block, time flowing faster and faster. Life is nothing how he expected it would be when he was young and living under the delusion that things could be controlled. Nothing can be controlled. Only endured.
says, “I think balance is for people who don’t know why they’re here.”
He has wondered lately if that’s all living really is—one long goodbye to those we love.
