I love those days when you’re finally able to tie up loose ends that have been left fraying for far too long. Our dance songs are chosen and choreographed, managed to squeeze in some time to meet up with close friends in the gym, and carved out some time at night to read a magazine (or my ethics textbook) in bed.
Little things like this makes me happy.
I was reading through my older posts and realized how happy i used to be.
I guess when you grow older, you lose part of yourself along the way.
I need to walk back and pick those pieces up.
Pieces of me.
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