Some things will come in your life and then, go away. People do come and go, and so do your dreams. If you are happy, or badly hurt, use these feelings to create. I am not active as much as I would like to, here, but I will keep creating.
I felt the need to write, as I painfully witness some of my dreams, wishes and hopes slowly fade away... I was trying to keep them too tightly, too greedily and too selfishly, that they needed to leave me behind. I reap what I sow, and I can only own my choices.
But I remain. So mote it be.