its funny how, even though we know that the only thing that is actual constant is change, we end up believing that some things are going to last forever.  we never fathom that things will change. rather, we dont want to believe that they will. so that should mean that deep down we do realise that today is not going to be the same as tomorrow, right? why then do we get shattered when things do change? why do we turn bitter, cynical, resenful and angry? we knew it was inevitable, right?

we know things are going to change, later if not sooner. than why do we so adamantly cling on to what we have now, only when we are about to lose it? if we really wanted something to last, would we not cherish it till eternity? what is the point for fighting for that thing we are losing, at the last minute, especially when we knew from the beginning that it is not going to last forever?