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This is a letter unsent to the childhood version of me. But I hope it gets delivered to the adult/old version of me.
I have always found myself scared of time; growing up. Moving on scares me, be it trivial things like moving to a new house, goodbyes, or an end to something which stuck for a while. I know life's all about moving on and only death makes you still.
As the time goes by, people drift apart , parents grow old and eventually die. And soon they become a contact which never rings your cellphone.
But it is what it is. You cant escape the reality. Maybe this is why I started loving fiction.
Its 2:38 am right now and this thought visits me every night. I guess theres nothing I can do except accepting it and moving on.
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