the battle is always lost.
we evolve constantly, even though we don't want to.
when things happen, they cannot be reversed - we have yet to create a time loop to change the past.
we fight the change with every fibre in our beings. if we are smart, we accept this if we are not, we will keep fighting with our last breaths, making ourselves sad and miserable and lonely.
so for those of us that have accepted it, it is with a heavy heart that we say goodbye to these times that we so loved.
the biggest challenge for people is to make a mental plan outlining what the future may be in these new and, for the most part, unknown times.
it is hard, there is no denying that. writing it down ends up as some strange, existential letter to an unknown recipient: yourself.
we never know truly what will happen, but the plan that we make prepares us, at least partially, for the life that lays before us.