New Era
I struggle with change.
I struggle with letting go.
I struggle with aging.
I struggle with time.
I'm struggling with grasping onto the fact that I am in a new era.
My parents are getting older.
My friends and I are on different journeys.
They're growing up.
I'm growing up.
Some of us will grow together.
And some of us will grow apart.
I'm in my 20's about to obtain my bachelor's degree and move towards obtaining a career for myself.
My siblings already have children.
People I've gone to school with have already established their families.
My siblings are building their lives.
I'm trying to build and figure out my life.
My friends are busy with their lives.
I'm busy with mine.
My cousins and I have grown apart.
Most of us are distant.
Older relatives are aging.
Older relatives are transitioning into their next lifetimes.
Time is really moving.
And I'm afraid.
I'm afraid of the unknown.
I'm sad to leave behind the old times.
As I am forced to go on with my life and make something of myself, so I don't sink in this here life.
It's just so many changes.
Time is really moving.
And I must say goodbye to the old era and say hello to this new era. -J.S.
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