Cycle

Everything will eventually reach an end. Life is a vicious cycle of beginnings and endings, as we have days to celebrate an end, we will also have days to mourn the beginning of some bad thing... November is passing by, December will come, January next... It feels like eternity since the start of this whole precarious event, yet I'm unsure if this torment will end any day. Winter feels like an isolation... in this silence, as I am constantly reminded of the question, I feel the urgency to choose a single path. When facing a dilemma, my most delectable option was to deal with patience; because it was easy. This time, I know it isn't going to be just that... I really need to find a definite resolution to this problem and it's so conflicting, I won't know the clear result of each choices and this spawns another seed of panic... I need to salvage myself from this weird current that is preventing me from moving on, once it's all figured out, I can finally take a breath. Nothing ever happens accordingly, but since every journey to a new adventure starts with the hindrance of fear, I hope I find courage.