The past is filled with memories. Some dark, dreary, and filled with pain. Others are golden, joyous, Precious treasures that bolster my soul. In the here and now, neither good or bad. I both love and hate.
Tomorrow is a great unknown.
Looking into that foggy time, Shrouded in chance and fate, I am both anxious and frightened. I must put faith in myself, and the people I love. Together, we are strong. To ensure our own individual persons, We must bind our lives. To be free, we must yield control.