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We all think we're destined for great things. Then we grow old and realize that the little decisions we make have a huge impact on our future. Metaphorically, I have cast the iron for these chains that bind me, I make no bones about that. I've made this proverbial bed I'm laying in and it's my own weakness that is keeping me in it.
Head above water, it's what I've always done. But I'm tired of treading and I'd finally like to take a swim... rather hard with this anchor keeping me tethered to the bottom.
With every passing day, I sink lower and lower.
Head above water, it's what I've always done. But I'm tired of treading and I'd finally like to take a swim... rather hard with this anchor keeping me tethered to the bottom.
With every passing day, I sink lower and lower.