They say that the people that came into our lives like footsteps in the sand, i wish i could say that for the most part, the only thing that felt as forgettable as those sandy footprints are their last names and their parents marital status. the people that came into my life are more like them stepping on wet cement and leaving more than a gush of footprint in whats left to harden after a few days. great job guys, read the sign next time.
it makes it harder to make life changing decisions when you’re so used to cling on the people that you rely on most of your life thus just like the footprint in the cement, it doesn’t go away. unless its time for a reconstruction on the melancholic road that is the gift of life. you might not want to reconstruct, but sometimes you have to, so some other people don’t trip on the way to work.