Final Post

Well, here I am again. The Fragmented Storyteller, but no stories to tell.
Well, not entirely true. I have many to tell. But this blog, I just feel it's served it's purpose and I don't need it as much anymore, for my stories or to vent.

So, the last chapter of this blog comes. It was probably a long time coming. I'm soon to begin a new chapter of my life as a soldier, and what happens then I leave in the hands of fate.

Things are changing, I have changed, friends are moving on and getting lost in the fog of life, going to places I cannot follow and replacing me with new friends. It is simply the way life works. I hold no bitterness to friends who are moving on. I wish them the best. If people stay in your life, they make the same effort to keep you in theirs as you make to keep them in yours.

So now the girls are heading to work or university while the guys are preparing to serve their time as soldiers. As much as I hate change, it happens.

It's time I grew up. Time I got to working properly to pay bills and became an adult. I am dreading it, I am dreading all of this. Losing friends, even though they say "We'll stay in touch, you have my number and I have yours. we have Facebook and all." but nothing ever comes of it because they move on to greener pastures, with new friends and a new school or workplace, despite me treasuring them. But that is how life works.

And with  that, I bid all my dear readers, adieu. The Fragmented Storyteller has spun his last tale. They were never completed anyways, maybe someday I will finish them.





And to my one dear reader, the one that got me started on my blog and read my stories even though they were not her cup of tea and shared hers with me despite being so personal, thank you. But, every story has a last chapter and this is it for this blog.

Goodbye.

The Fragmented Storyteller