Despite the adages, I’ve come to believe endings are pretty easy. Closing a door comes quite naturally to me; I’ve always been a quitter. I relish the closure of wrapping things up, preferably in floral paper + a pristine bow. When you’re ending something, there is only one answer, one possibility, one destination: the end. Naturally, as someone who walks away with ease, beginnings, with their promise of more risks, more possibilities, more…unwrapping + unraveling, instill a deep knot of horror in my delicate quitter’s heart. Endings are straightforward, no expectations, only the cessation of whatever you’re exiting. But beginnings, beginnings… a vast expanse of the unknown, a journey to the beyond, no end in sight…a total nightmare to a quitter like me.