Dust in the wind.
Keeps me in constant reminder of what is and was here.
Holding infinity in our palms, then there we love.

A new Semester arrives.
New sup group, new coaches, new dynamics.
What's new about new anyways.
Hold myself to what I saw and a decision has to be made.
Its not wise to make a No decision but what can make me JUMP?
Whats sad is that Its so true that there is no turning back,
but again knowing is one thing, doing is another.