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Wow... I haven't been here in awhile. But today I think I am glad I came and glad kept it around. It's funny how much a person can change in a few years.. how living them some of those changes is so gradual you don't realize they are happening until you look back. How sometimes it happenes suddenly, and you can point to a moment and say, "I was different after this." or "This is why I can't recognize myself anymore."
So.. I suppose I've traded fire for responsibility. I'm not sure if I'm comofrtable with the way it fits, but.. It's a start I suppose. No more running around wild, no more 3am phone calls full of introspective things. Poetry? Well that Is something done on Sundays. It's not so bad though Sometimes I miss the kid I was, and sometimes I can't stand her.
So.. I suppose I've traded fire for responsibility. I'm not sure if I'm comofrtable with the way it fits, but.. It's a start I suppose. No more running around wild, no more 3am phone calls full of introspective things. Poetry? Well that Is something done on Sundays. It's not so bad though Sometimes I miss the kid I was, and sometimes I can't stand her.