Changes

Change is something which I have been thinking about a lot recently. Results day is approaching. I begin university in just over a month. College has finished. Youth orchestra is nearly over for me.

Some changes are quite gradual, such as development of one's personal style, a musical crescendo or perhaps even illnesses of some of the patients who I have worked with at my local hospice; some of these people have illnesses which have developed over years.

I've known people with depression to talk about the mental illness as something that has crept up on them too: you just sort of get on with doing what you 'should' be doing as part of your everyday life. Endeavouring to not feel depressed, or to not show signs of being depressed. I guess it's inevitable that changes are (always?) revealed sooner or later, whether it's regarding a physical illness like cancer or a mental illness like an anxiety disorder, for example.

Other changes feel more sudden, like when leaving school. At the click of your fingers it's just... over. Is it just me, or is there that feeling that while you're actually there, it feels like there's ages until school will finish forever? It's almost like the day you finish will never come... until you actually get there!

There's not particularly a point I want to make here, I'm just trying to create a beginning to this blog by having a little ponder. Welcome to the world of Innocent Owl on Blogspot, by the way! :p