The questions of where am I and where am I going seem to resonate in my mind a bit more frequently then they used to. I feel that cold sting of growing up and I am just not sure I am in. I like who I was, where I thought I was going. Now...I dunno. I don't dislike who I am but it just feels like I am watching someone who isn't me. This isn't making
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