As milestones and long-anticipated events draw to both a finish and a start,

A storm gathers on the horizon.

Masses of steely blue clouds pile on top of each other to fill the open skies,

Each bolt of lightning sends a jolt of electricity down the spine,

And every rumbling of thunder echoes in the heart,

As the starting drops of rain appear on the window that surveys the scene.

A reflection of combating emotions,

The interior tempest:

Fantasy versus Reality,

Idealism versus Realism,

Want versus Fact.

Reality wins, yet Fantasy refuses submission,

The duel continues,

But it is only seen in the heart of the solitary soul.