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Dead Memories...

There are constant reminder's that this used to be my life and it isn't now.. it's sad when i see old friends and old places and wonder what things could have been on the path not chosen, but i look at other people and friends and understand that even if things had been different we still would have moved on and grown apart, but that's cool... i'm not hanging out in the past and trying to recreate what was... I am much more comfortable knowing in my own skin that i could return and start a new life same as I did ten years ago....i have roots here, people that i care about and people that care about me...I have some options here and elsewhere and unlike elsewhere it doesn't feel like i am slowly moving backward in my life.. i am respected here and I Have something here that can never be taken away, good or bad the friends and colleagues i made here were on my own merits not because of anything, i didn't limit my social life to one person and I didn't care what others thought of me.. out here i Truly lived my life possibly for the first time... and of course someone else took that away.. but as long as i don't let it affect me i can always return.. in fact i never should have left....I didn't know what i had when I did, I just knew things were more important on a higher level but I could return here in a moment, unfortunate over the last few years i have lost sight of that.... my anchor is here... it's the way it should be... a part of my soul remains every time i leave.

Current Mood: Sad
There's much to be said for challenging fate instead of ducking behind it.

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