Saturday, 19 March 2011
Actions reverberate for so much longer than you would think possible.
Sure each chapter is separate from the one before, the one after it.
Change is the only constant.
But the chapters make up a story,
and my beginning is undoubtedly affecting my end.
How long does the past reflect back for?
I'm tired of having to blame my actions on mistakes I or someone else made in the autumn of my life.
And just how the tree that was cut down in anger in winter,
lacking leaves and therefore believed useless,
is missed in summer...