It feels like I’m trying to find my way out of a labyrinth. It was so easy coming in, I just had to follow the path. But now that I’m trying to get out, it’s like every turn I take leads me to a dead end. Maybe it was foolish of me to walk into the labyrinth in the first place. I just thought it would be nicer to be in the dark for a while, but that was just me being ignorant. They tell me the grass always seems greener on the other side, but I never learn. I should know, better than anyone, that it never is.
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I’ve been neglecting the people I love. I find myself drifting through my days- I say all the right things and I laugh at the right times but hardly any of it feels real. I don’t know why but I feel like a boat in the middle of the ocean, bobbing along with the changing tide. So many things are happening around me and we all know that time waits for no one, but I find it troubling that no matter how far I stretch my fingers, I always seem to be just a little bit too far away.
will i laugh about the things that kept me awake?
