My End

This is where the rocks wither to sands once again. Endings feel so sad and yet so necessary. If I was immortal would I crave an ending after hundreds of years? Probably so because it is a necessary component to balance itself.
This blog posting journey will be forever ingrained in the digital archive of footprints, I thank the professor for providing me with such an opportunity and I appreciate the life I am given and its beauty.
Thank you neocities you mystical world!