Saturn and Pluto

 Everything fades. I'm okay with this. The injuries I've endured and the things I have lost have been great initiators in my life. Preparing me for the struggles of aging and then the release of death. These things do not disturb me. I can toil humbly for the rest of my days as my abilities and senses fail, that is fine. But to have to watch powerlessly as those I love are eroded by the sands of time. That no matter the choices I make, there will never be enough time. Guilty for all the times I did not honor plans. Yet even with this realization, I prefer my isolation.