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its like the first day of school getting ready to be a big kid. and then the snow falls and its the comfort of bed and knowing that at least for one more day you can put off being a grown up.
its knowing that there is the path taken and the path not taken. and choosing to chop down the trees that are points of view and making up your own truths instead of taking the path of just believing and face value.
its knowing that mommy will always be there waiting with a band-aid when you need it. and its knowing that at some point you cannot take that band-aid, you have to get it yourself.
its knowing that i am you and you are me and maybe things would be perfect if we weren't the same.
its taking comfort in the idea of being a wanderer and knowing that the idea of home can be more then one place.
its knowing that where you have never been is always better then where you have been until you get the courage to go.
its having the courage to just let go and exist.
its knowing that there is the path taken and the path not taken. and choosing to chop down the trees that are points of view and making up your own truths instead of taking the path of just believing and face value.
its knowing that mommy will always be there waiting with a band-aid when you need it. and its knowing that at some point you cannot take that band-aid, you have to get it yourself.
its knowing that i am you and you are me and maybe things would be perfect if we weren't the same.
its taking comfort in the idea of being a wanderer and knowing that the idea of home can be more then one place.
its knowing that where you have never been is always better then where you have been until you get the courage to go.
its having the courage to just let go and exist.