tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127068962011-04-21T11:56:41.989-07:00swimmingwithnoarmshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14827055547710445916noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12706896.post-1115420392432553742005-05-06T15:37:00.000-07:002005-05-06T16:06:15.436-07:0023 years have gone by and it is a quarter of a century later. My world is about to be turned upside down. Everything that I have known may change and will change and the comfortable reliable day to day is now unclear. Of course this is something that millions of people go through, but I can make it as dramatic as I want. Change is good, but it is the uncertainty that scares me. Uncertainty has affected my life since I was born. I am not sure who my father is and I am unsure what my relationship with my mother and sister is. Sometimes I feel like the only thing that is consistent is that I am here and trying to make the best out of it. I am officially three days away from finishing something that I have had consistently since I was five, school. As of the Monday 5pm it will no longer be there for me. A crutch that has held me up and kept me down. But like anything that you have grown accustomed to, it is hard to let it go. The way I see it is like the channels of water that are in Venice. You know the ones you see the gondolas going up and down.. well it feels like I have been drifting down one for the last 18 years. Sometimes the channel opens wide, and there are many paths that you can choose, those paths can take you to places that you never would of dreamt. But here I am at the end of the channel and it is opening up to something larger, something with no constraints. An ocean of opportunities, where you can sink or swim. The ocean is uncertain. Calm at times and vicious at others. Where will I drift to?<br /><br />Change is something that creeps up on you and you can never be prepared for it. I once convinced myself that I could and now I know that I was only fooling myself. Change moves in the shadows of our lives and follows us from day to day. Each move it makes may not be seen like a riptide slowly carrying you out to sea.<br /><br />As of today it was also my last day at a job that has been with me since I have moved into this town. This town where when I first stepped foot not knowing anyone but someone who now only exist in his own world. This town where I met the first person that was kind of like me and understood some of the things that I thought about. The same person who is now nothing like me and who doesn't really understand me. Things change. I changed. The world has changed. The world has changed me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12706896-111542039243255374?l=gotlegs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>swimmingwithnoarmshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14827055547710445916noreply@blogger.com4