There is always some sort of sadness that accompanies endings. because an ending is a finishing and a letting go. and all of those things are connected to holding tightly and trying hard and starting, and those things are painful and difficult and rewarding. perhaps that is why we feel so sorrowful when a time comes to it’s end. because it is a finishing and a letting go. you can’t hold moments in your hands only in your heart and you cannot recreate moments, because the feelings will never be the same.and that is sad and that is painful and that makes endings difficult. sometimes endings are good. and despite the sadness that follows it is good to have loved something so much. that it took sorrow to see it go. this project wasn’t supposed to be so filled with emotion. I certainly didn’t have any idea how difficult writing every day would be. and it’s almost certainly made me more cynical and bitter towards the world. but at the same time it has made me more aware of how desperately I want to change the way the world looks at beautiful things and how I look at them. and how I look at things that don’t seem beautiful. there is always some sort of sadness that accompanies an end. because an ending is a finishing, and a letting go