Of course that's never the full story, is it?
Nothing ever really dies.
That's just a lie we tell ourselves. When it suits us.
Sometimes we live on the shoulders of giants. Sometimes on pebbles just thick enough to allow our nose to be above water.
And some days once in a while, everything lives, everything sings, everything survives and everybody wins.
Yes, of course we move. Because that's what we do. But we don't necessarily need to move past. We don't even always have to move on. But keeping going involve some sort of change. It's how you know you're alive.
And every door that slams means you notice a new chink of light. Detail that you couldn't see before.
Your new route. Your new alternative. Your new upgrade.
Hello baby.
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