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I was doing so good! What happened? I wasn't feeling sad, there were no strings attached to me~ I was free. Freedom was my happiness, but something snagged a whole of me again. I'm sure it was reality, but it did not bare it's ugly name. "Give it back!" I scream. "Please just give it back." I gently whisper. It ignores my cries, my screams, my groans. I just don't want to fight for it anymore, that joy in my heart. The dancing in my soul has turned into the wallflower waiting for someone that will never ask her to dance. Patience is a virtue that I want to no longer be tolerant of. I want to be able to demand what I want and get it on the spot. But reality has laughed me in the face too many times when I asked it for immediate results. So I sit, stuck, wondering what to do. Sick of the routine, thirsting for something different but it never comes. Or does it beckon and I ignore it's call? Tonight I am sad, but tomorrow is new windows of opportunity. So I'll pull myself together best I can and hope that love keeps beckoning for me to finally come along.