His blow up...

I think this is the first year I won't be able to make it all the way through. Maybe I'm too old, and somehow all the magic that was once inside me, faded away. Dissolved into nothing and left an empty shell, which can no longer sustain thoughts morphed into words and written down. Perhaps I need to find an approach to gracefully remove myself from these entanglements that still persist in my mind. My worth does not diminish if I let something go. The memories created do not vanish and will forever hold sway. Moving on is simply acknowledging that circumstances have changed ... that I have changed and can no longer keep up with the rush of living. Fear not though, I am more focused than ever - goals are beginning to crystallise and the way forward is starting to transcend its mist. For sometimes the only means to truly get ahead, is to leave something behind.