There are only enough nights where you can leave the porch light on and the key underneath the mat until every car sounds the same and the bulb begins to flicker. There are only enough summer days before the cold brings you inside. Its not to say that the ocean will ever get tired of chasing the shore but sometimes, things just need to end. Books reach their last page and songs hit their last note and we might not ever know where some things end up, like fallen leaves and loose change and those things you prayed for years ago that seem like time wasted right now. But we cant be afraid. We cant be afraid to read it till it ends and hear it till its quiet and pray until it changes. We cant be afraid of letting go. Of moving on. Of wanting something different. Of being something different. Of knowing whats in front of you and knowing how you got there but knowing where you want to go. Dont be afraid. Its never too late. Its never too early. And the bus might not wait for you to arrive and the rain doesnt wait for lazy days but today waited so long for yesterday to be done with. Be over and be brand new.