Forevers were never meant to be in this wave of humanity and perhaps there is such a thing as unity but is it something you or I could breathe?

There is forever break ups and make ups and shake ups and a lack of continuity is just something that happens. All lines break and no lines are forever straight.
It's just something that happens.

But who is to say we cannot try to hold on?
Who is to say when you break that is forever taken in to the arms of the lost? Who is to say that you must outright abandon? There must be a reason for having memory, for the passing on of stories otherwise why would we survive?

To carry is to not always to be burdened but to be learning and to be attempting to wrong or right what is in that bag.
To remember is to not necessarily hold on to that which is gone but to simply to say that "once in that place there was something there" or that "once in that place there was nothing" and that there still is because nothing is ever not there or gone, it always is. The world does not really know a day, for the continuity of time, but it is not to say a day does not exist.
To remember is not to live somewhere else when it is still here all around you forever.

Life is subject to change.

To want for immortality is such an undesirable feat. You are already immortal in that the things that make you up have forever been there. They just get bored of holding on to their same shape and want to break apart again and again to forever try something new or old.
But just once in a while there are those that would like to keep their shape for more than a blink in time. How might that be protested when it is such a small fraction of a thing, when the change is inevitable?

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Thoughts are just running through my head in a stream and a scream as we are expected to let go of that which we still are not willing to let go of yet.
We will be "thy daughters ever sing" even if we are men. For even the men are proud to be daughters once they understand what a daughter is. Despite the change we will remember. We refuse to let go of it all. We will move on but some things must stay.

It doesn't feel the same. I don't know why. Maybe because I am no longer new.

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Dude...I forgot how simple the school library circulation system is as compared to a public one. I look at it like "So where is all this and that and what tricks can I do?"
Public you had to do it yourself unless it was a booboo.
College is like..I dunno I don't really need to do anything besides check books in and out. It just kind of hit me.

I've been in and out most of the day since I had nothing better to do. It was nice seeing the librarians. I realized how much more complex the call number system is when I had to go find a book. More details involved. There are three or four lines of data to look at rather than just the one or two at the public library. My former boss, Kay, might go rather ape. You have to be REALLY ANAL shelving there. Then again there is less circulation and fewer patrons using the books.
Details
Details.
Tut tut tut.

I am rather excited to start class tomorrow. I still need to print out my schedule to find out the actual rooms I am in though...Might be good.

I'm hoping I do well. There is that whole conflict between wanting to have fun and doing work. Work will be priority because for one thing I will have a lot of it. I also want to maintain my GPA. But I will need moments to breathe.

We'll see. It's only the end of day 1 anyway.

Peace.
~Lo