Sakura season was coming to an end again. "The universe is evermoving, change is inevitable. Nothing stays the same, nothing lasts forever" she kept repeating while she was watching the cherry blossoms hit the ground. The morbid feeling of impermanence and insecurity was trying to make its way in again, but she didn't let it take over this time. She didn't know why, but this time she understood. She closed her eyes, took a moment to reflect, and felt overwhelmed with appreciation. She was like a cherry blossom, and, like a cherry blossom she was transient.