The more I witness around me, the more I come to realize that there is no set-in-stone rule for anything in the form of life, as everything that is in form, is circumstancial - and circumstances are forever always variable, as are our own reactions to them. So that said, considering the woven web of people's lives' along with everyone elses around them, all the varying circumstances and the reactions to them, the only thing I can bet on that I am sure of at the end of the day, is that simply another day has passed. And even that is relative, as what is a "day" if not our own limited measure of time, when time really is a formless, spaceless infinity. Like the seasons, we just simply come as we go...
