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All Good Things
Must come to an end, my friend
I can’t sleep.
It’s nobody’s fault, really, why I can’t relax these days, can’t get a full night of rest.
It’s just the condition of the world, I guess.
All good things must come to an end. I guess all you can do is be grateful for the good times and move onward.
There is no need to be angry. I mean, it came out of nowhere and that hurts a lot.
It’s like a sudden breakup with a romantic partner. It stings because it doesn’t make any sense and there is no explanation.
It happened. Time to move on.
I remember the first penny I made on Medium. I can tell you the exact details of the moment and how excited I was about the future, about having a place where you can have fun as a writer and earn a little side money.
Right now I think back on that moment so many years ago. Granted, I knew that I had a chance to make much more money than that, and I’m thankful for the opportunity to have done so.
But things have changed for some reason. It’s not for me to question the decisions that have been made…