I'm on the cusp of change again.

some days, I can't help but remember the quiet desperation and fear that gripped me as I stood on the precipice of change. Changing classes in secondary school, going to JC, going to university, going home, coming here.. the greatest fear was the loss of what was good, the familiar, the comfort.

but just cause I don't change.. and just cause I cling madly to current circumstances, doesn't mean that change won't come and the people in the circumstances won't seek or make that change as well.

And so i've learned to accept change.. the fear and discomfort is still there. I don't think it'll ever go away. But i'm learning to accept the inevitability of change and to take comfort in the constants despite all the change.