EPILOGUE

and so, dear friends, the sun rises once again upon a new day. as i sit and sip my steaming cup of coffee and reflect over the mounting snowdrifts on the passing tumult of the last few months, a tiny smile graces the corners of my lips, and i laugh with a glad heart. i have seen this day before. it's the day where, though it pains you some, you remember the feeling of promise; you remember that, in the grander scheme of things, life's small cycles fade into linearity when viewed from a distance, and all the arrows eventually point in one direction. indeed, i have seen many days like this. growth is a comfort to all of us, albeit bittersweet; it is a thing to cherish and cultivate, something from which we should draw a warm satisfaction, and not a thing to be feared. pain and disappointment are weathered away by wisdom- tomorrow will be a day just like today, but tomorrow i will have learned the following axiom:

...people are amazingly simple to figure out, but utterly impossible to change...

i'm going to fall asleep now, but i'll sleep smugly tucked in my bed knowing i'm one step closer to reconciliation; because surely happiness must come from the reconciliation of who we are with what we want, and the only currency in that market is understanding. sleep soundly, my dear friends, tomorrow is a new and beautiful day.