HideoutThe Hideout

Updates will be delayed due to … whatever … but here a little poem (found here) that could describe my current situation a bit:

everything changes

isn’t it funny how everything changes
different surroundings with familiar faces
look back at the years and wonder where they went
cherish the memories, for my sins i cant repent

every second, every minute as time passes by
every breath that i take, every tear from my eye
every morning i wake, every evening i sleep
another day gone, another memory to keep

isn’t it funny how everything changes
have you every wished that you could swap places
would life be happier or be just the same
or would it be too much and drive you insane

everything changes for better for worse
is this a blessing or is it a curse.

So everything changes … even my plans are affected … maybe … “for better or worse”