i live in a house with stairs now
and everything is changing.
when trying to recall the last time i was stable,
was somewhere stable,
my memory comes up vacant.
i'm not sure if now is forever, but it is what it is in this moment.
i will adapt to my new surroundings as i always do,
because like nature i grow as the days go by,
and change myself to match what alters with it.
even during nights in which i question this ability,
i find in the morning that i'm more resilient than once thought,
and come out of the darkness stronger than before.
i live in a house with stairs now,
and i will climb those stairs to whatever comes next.
:;
this is just inspired by all the changes going on recently, one being the fact that i now live in a house with stairs which i probably haven't since i was 9 or younger which is actually probably the smallest change in comparison to the other ones but i guess you can perceive it as a metaphor for those other changes
