Auld Lang Syne, Time Goes By.

     There are some moments in life when chaos and creation are two of the same thing. The chaos, caused by whatever, creates something; whether it be a new door to open or an old door to close, it's all in order of trying new things.  

     Often we're afraid. In fact, I'm practically always afraid. The hardest part is closing doors, isn't it? You're afraid to take the risk and terrified of being alone. In some cases you have never really been alone before, so you keep yourself surrounded to feel safe. When your company is gone, what do you have left? All you have is yourself.

"Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

And never brought to mind?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

and auld lang syne?"