I will always some how disappoint people with out being aware I'm doing anything "wrong". Yet I'm never confronted about it, so how can I fix something I'm entirely unaware of?
What I do know is that walking through my neighborhood with frozen fingers and pink cheeks, I found my answer. And I'm back to being comfortable with completely starting my life over for the millionth time. Maybe even more than ever. Fittingly enough, the only thing holding me back from leaving as soon as tomorrow is waiting around for some words from someone I'll be closer to when I'm gone.
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