"Nothing is Permanent"
September marks the end of my first year in Denver. Strangely enough, it feels like I haven’t been here very long, and that I’ve always been here. I still feel like a tourist in a place I call home and home in places that really aren’t home.
Nothing has changed and yet everything’s different.
I find it comforting that everything seems to never stay the same. I find that comfort in the chaos and excitement in the changes around me. One year in the books, and all I can think about is what is the same now and what may not be in another year.
I just have to remember the lesson the leaves teach us each Fall.