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Sometimes I find myself wondering if I'm ever to change anything. I would like to think that I changed things for a few people in the past, hopefully I've done more good than bad. Discussing things sometimes is therapeutic for me. It's almost as if I'm disconnecting consious thought from my speaking and something else takes over which reveals more about how I feel than I could have without explaining it to someone else. Leaving my new city soon. Hopefully I can go somewhere new and keep growing like I've grown in Atlanta. New lights are worth it.