life is unfinished.
i am unfinished.
in the rippled moments of change, nothing is quite as striking as this, and nothing is quite as difficult to let go of, to accept the fact that you must choose to make things happen if you care, because "someday" never comes. today is all we have, tomorrow is an ellipsis and will always remain so. lay no blame at another's door for your omissions--we equally have this moment.
make of it what you will.
before it's finished.
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