Heeps of boxes.

It always strikes me how quickly things end.  Even when it comes to things endings we prepare for, the endings we know are inevitable, their execution is seldom without a certain overwhelming ranging liberally within the spectrum of emotion.  All endings indeed imply a previous engagement, for what can end that never was?  Thence, with endings are attached memories and certain earmarks of the heart and mind. Occasionally without want, endings, then, affect each of us, though often unconsciously.  They go hand in hand with a certain emotion or sentimentality that is mostly unavoidable, but often masqued.


About grasshopperstothemoon

“Two things awe me most, the starry sky above me and the moral law within me.”
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