Crash

It feels like everything came tumbling down. Health is not good. Work is not how it used to be. Friends seems to be distant. I strive to be different, different than different. It seems i am alone. I fought fights i knew i couldn't win. I dodged bullets to survive, perhaps maybe i shouldn't have.

I was born an angry, lone ranger. I guess it's time to embrace the obvious destiny.

Change.

Everybody changes with time. Experiences determine change.
Tangible and countable points are made by good or bad choices of changes.

Like leaves, some takes longer duration to wither.
Like me, i plan to not wither by making good choices.
Like today, when i am feeling a little low on encouragement, is also a different way of telling myself "I have to find a way"

Bubba.