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It is a long road we travel, in fact I can’t see the end from here, I’m not sure it even exists. This is a risk, where am I going? What if I plan and don’t make it? What if I just end up getting lost? With so many questions and doubts will anyone ever move a foot in any direction? Taking a risk and making a move, it may be a wrong move is still better then standing in the same place, at least you will learn and with that knowledge you can move in the right direction or closer to where you want to get.
The road changes. Every step I take my surroundings change or maybe it is just my perspective of them. Or maybe my steps take is actually affecting everything that surrounds me. These faces aren’t my friends. These faces are old. My own face isn’t as I remember it. This isn’t my home and this isn’t my town but I must adjust and make changes. I won’t go home, I am too far away, I’m uncomfortable but content.
The road changes. Every step I take my surroundings change or maybe it is just my perspective of them. Or maybe my steps take is actually affecting everything that surrounds me. These faces aren’t my friends. These faces are old. My own face isn’t as I remember it. This isn’t my home and this isn’t my town but I must adjust and make changes. I won’t go home, I am too far away, I’m uncomfortable but content.