Beginnings are beautiful. The sunrise, with its flood of colors, painting the sky to celebrate the beginning of a new day.
The first few words on a blank page, one passing the baton to the next, together forming the beginning of a story, drawing reader — or writer — into a whole new world.
Those few words that can hold more emotion than a bookful of sonnets, forming the beginning of a new life for the two people in front of the altar. "I do."
Beginnings are ugly. A newborn, naked and blind bird, one day destined to become a beautiful parrot, as colorful as the sunrise; for now it's nothing but an ugly pink
thing.
Those few words that so often start the beginning of the end of a relationship. "We need to talk."
The hangover on January 1st after you spend the previous night celebrating the end of the year that was, which makes you wish the sun would fuck off and not bother rising, because the light just makes it worse.
Endings are beautiful. The words that once upon a time signalled the end of any fairy tale worth its salt. "And then they lived happily ever after."
The tears and white dresses and black suits and white hats on graduates in June, as their high school years come to an end.
The colors of the sunset, painting the other end of the sky and reminding you that tomorrow is another day.
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