Change occurs in everyone's life, good and bad. Some will tell you how they've found exciting and new, some say that life is malevolent and offers brutal truths.Everyone's moving, in a state of flux, pushing onward towards the challenges and excitements and sorrows and doubts that will ensue.

But I'm still here.

They'll pile me with inquiries and stories they'll want to tell. They'll look at me, expecting, waiting, but no answer will come.

I haven't succeeded, I haven't failed. I just died a little inside and no one would want to care. I'd tell them about past stories and stories I hope soon to tell, but nothing about the present, because there's nothing there.

Change happens, for better or for worse, with change comes experience in hopes for a better tomorrow.

They've all moved ahead. For better or for worse. They've all looked ahead. I'm stuck on the floor running on the spot on the sticky sameness that condemns me, almost taunting me. For neither better or worse.

And I'm still here.

Take from this what you will, but I just wanted to try something new for a blog. Have a nice day.