As I ruminate on the things that happened during my existence, I now know how foolish I've been. I do not wish for things to change. For I know that the consequences that I've encountered were direct result of my decisions. Majority of them might not be wise, but at the time I made those, I benefited. Just as the blossom of the dandelions decided to take flight away from it's bud. Scattered by the gentle wind as they frolic in the freedom they think they've accomplished. But after a great fall, tears well up from their tips as they regret fleeing from the protective arms of the mighty dandelion..
