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another day passes... another day closer... we want it to speed up, but we dont want it to end. we are happy to finally get out but sad to leave some fond memories. we are ready, willing, to make new ones, but hesitate to let the old ones go. we see the end of the road, but are we ready to meet it? we hold out for the end, but are we willing to work more than we need to? are we really ready to get to the end of the line? will there be hesitation at the last moment? is there any way we can hurry up and finish, but make it last? how are we to really be ready? who knows what's on the other side?

what happened to the yesterdays we used to have? what happened to the days we used to have when we were young and could do next to nothing, but still get by? to the long sommers when we would lazily idle, the easy yesterdays? and to the times when being friends was just about being friends? those das are the yesterdays we wish we could still have but can't. those yesterdays are those from the past, the ones we cherish and keep, knowing that they were the easiest yesterdays we've ever had.

one moment in time... it can mean nothing, it can mean everything. it could be the end of the begining, or the begining of the end. but for me, it's the realization that it's the beginning of the end... the end of four long, yet short years, of years that helped me learn about myself, and learn to forget. I am holding on to this moment, but I know that it could, will, tumble away, and leave me reaching for the next moment in time... for now, i am grasping onto this moment until i have to reach for the next, then realizing that i can't live on this moment alone.