On last new year's eve, it was the same like it always was. The drop in my stomach, and how all day I was just so restless. Who are you? Who are you? repeated throughout Angel's Egg, and already it will be hilarious to look back on knowing that terrified me still. Most likely, you'll feel the same way again (or maybe not!). Change is just what I fear the most, despite having been born in a month symbolic of this very idea. Despite the luster of changing tides, changing leaves, I do hate it sometimes. I don't enjoy long farewells, and old aches being replaced by new ones.

Nico, you gotta always stop lying to yourself lol. Sure, tomorrow I won't know exactly how I feel about anything. The irony lies in being sure of that too. That's the change you want, and I guess if you had to take something away from all those strange experiences, and that film...you won't know what's inside the egg if you never bother taking a look.

Even now, I feel a sort of strangeness about this new change. Again, I won't know if it's just that romance about another year, or something even more. Though even if you don't know what it means now, you have something you're not going to let go of ever again.

Just remember, the wish you made just shortly after midnight. Over the mocha, and that homemade blueberry coffee cake...