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Ouch... 


Memories are lame sometimes.
All week I've been dealing with crazy memories. A lot of them were perfect moments when they happened, but things have changed so they don't really exist anymore. Just the memories.

Moving forward is important.
It's tricky, and kind of  terrifying at times, but I just have to keep reminding myself that keeping up the forward motion is necessary...that I should have no regrets...that things are how they are for a reason.

Like I said, it's tricky.


And I would go back there if I could. It wouldn't be the same. The people I met wouldn't be the same, I wouldn't be the same, the experience would be completely different. Everyone and everything involved has grown and changed and become new. But I'd still go back.


This is vague. But I don't need details. I just needed to get it out.