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It's funny. I think I'm happier than I have ever been. My dad says he can see it when I come home, even though I only stay for a few minutes. I also think that I am less stressed than I have ever been. I cannot seem to make sense of this mysterious phenomenon. I am taking more classes than the typical college student. I am spending more time with my nose in books and piles of notebook paper. I am going out and having fun less...or am I? I am not sure. I am missing my old form of stress relief, which I needed very dearly at the time, but I laugh more than I have ever laughed before. I am understood. I am an integral part of my everyday world and not just the girl who has the homework you need to copy. Yet, I still have the nerve to ask for what I lost! Do I not realize that what I have now must be better? Do I really need what I lost at all in this stage of life? Am I better off without it? Would I have time for it if it were here? Perhaps it is not the end result that I need at all, but simply to continue the chase.