One of my worst fears:
A person I know. Very close I am to this person. This person takes a trip, or I don't see for a while, or just isn't there for a bit.
This person has a revelation. Or a realization. Or forgets. Or time takes over.
This person changes.
The next time I see this person, the special connection-- it is not there. It is gone. For me, of course, it isn't, but it is all one-sided. I look at them, they are cold and distant, they have moved on.
And I haven't.
Maybe it is change that I fear, or fail to accept. Maybe I cling to the past a bit too much.
But I am equally afraid that one day, I will be that other person.
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Another favorite... dammit kid. Write a good one that's cheerful wouldya?
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