turning pages
Only change is constant.
As pages turn so fast in my life, I also notice too many revisions in my life’s book. Are they revisions or are they meant to happen? If there’s one thing that really confuses me right would be the change of not only the weather but of the people around me. Sometimes they’re too warm that it almost makes my heart melt. My mom and dad has never been as nice in my entire existence. They’ve always been so strict and against the things I do, or the people I hang out with. But now, it’s as if things have changed too much. Everyone at home are suddenly nice that it feels so strange. My dad is extra sweet and nice, and very supportive too. He’s been trying to make me feel that he’s behind me in everything I do and they accept me as everything that I am. While my mom, oh well, she’s always been sweet, but she’s extra nice. All these changes make me feel as if the end of the world is near, or who knows…
Someone special tells me it’s normal and people actually change for the better, and it’s probably because I’ve changed for the better too and it’s basically a result of this chain reaction sorta thing. Oh well, hopefully it’s just like that, but whatever reason is it that’s behind all these good changes, I hope it’d be constant. But hey, isn’t change the only constant thing in this world? Oh well…
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