Life goes on.
When you're in the middle of something, it seems as if life stands still. Just for you.
But it goes on around you, behind you, beside you, through you, in spite of you.
And you can either let it continue on without you, or you can follow where it leads you.
And so, you force down that which holds you static...force it down into the deepest recesses of you, and it becomes a part of who you are. And you embrace life again. Grasp it, let it pull you along. And you pull it along. You move, hand in hand.
You move on.
Because life goes on.
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