I've been holding on to these pieces of paper. There are words written on them. They've brought me both comfort and sadness. I don't know why I've kept them.
Something has changed in me. It feels like it's happened over night. I'm sure it has been a gradual shift. I just realized it today.
We're not who we were yesterday. How boring would life be if we always stayed the same? Perhaps I have tried to make exceptions. Perhaps that is the reason why I have held on to these words.
Something has changed in me. It feels like it's happened over night. I'm sure it has been a gradual shift. I just realized it today.
We're not who we were yesterday. How boring would life be if we always stayed the same? Perhaps I have tried to make exceptions. Perhaps that is the reason why I have held on to these words.
