Change of Time

i had a dream last night
i dreamt that i was swimming
and the stars up above
directionless and drifting
somewhere in the dark
were the sirens and the thunder
and around me as i swam
the drifters who'd gone under

people are afraid of change. i am. as the uncertainty in it makes everything else looks vague. but change is undeniable. we live in it, whether we want to or not. being an accountant taught me even fixed cost changed in long run. so tell me, what stays?

time, love
time, love
time, love
it's only a change of time

changes could be gradually, so can it be a sudden change. and the one i'm facing tomorrow, i called it an anticipated sudden change. such contradiction, i know. but i been waiting for it for months, but the sudden change of life style is not one that any practice or so can have me prepared. from a student to a working adult, everything changed. oh wait, i know a term for it, a revolution. luls

a friend told me some days earlier to expect for nothing but the worst, so when it does happen, at least i'm ready for it; and when it doesn't, phewww i'm gotta feel so lucky. interesting reverse psychology isn't it. but truth being, i still prefer to sit back, to expect nothing, to go in without any preset of mind, and let it surprises me. that's the danger of change, but at the same time, the beauty of it.

(rough seas, they carry me wherever i go...)

in the end, it isn't the change that counts. it is how i see it and how i dealt with it that matters, right? so bring it on ;)