I typed this on my phone heading home from DC on a rainy Saturday morning. Just my thoughts while I listened to this song. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=98BEZyFzySg
As the rain washes away the filth of the night before, you can feel a new breath among us.
Everyone feels it. It comes in the form of a soft mist.
Some people choose to fight it; they pull out umbrellas, and put up their hoods.
It's harmless really, this change, this fresh breath.
People are afraid of change, because with it they must encounter the previously unknown.
But the only thing that's really KNOWN is that there will be change.
So when i step off this train, my hood will be down.
My new beginnings welcome a fresh breath,
Along with all of the joys, triumphs, and losses that come with it.
It's true.
Change is one of the only things that is.
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