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Sunday, July 27, 2008

the beginning of a new chapter in my book of life. filled with aspirations and apprehension at the unknowns. with a new beginning brings new hope. and with new beginnings also bring new problems. a sense of paranoia.

we build the walls around us and we all have a sturdy front door. there are times in our lives that we open our doors to anyone. yet there are times in our lives that we live with closed doors. there are people who can never get past the walls and walk through the door. there are some who hold the key to that door.

whose keys do you hold? who holds yours?

i can't help but feel fearsome about the impending future. maybe i'm uncertain. maybe i'm afraid of the unknown. maybe i just have a fear of being jolted out of routine. of being far away from comfort zone. there are so many things to worry about but whether we worry or not, they will still come our way eventually. so i guess i should not carry this heavy burden.

reassurances.
-cheryl
1:35 AM





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