Maybe moving away really is what’s best. One of my favorite quotes is “Don’t do what you want. Do what you don’t want. Do what you’re trained not to want. Do the things that scare you the most.” Thank you Chuck Pahalnuik and Invisible Monsters.  Where do you draw the line between something you don’t want to do and something that’s bad for you?

If I stay here, I’m going to want things to be the same. However, things already aren’t the same and staying won’t necessarily make them better.  It’s like a glass room where I can see everyone around me, living their life as usual, but I’m just out of reach to be in their lives like I was before.  Atleast starting over I’m not in the glass room. I’m just alone. So, what’s the lesser of two evils: Being alone and having the chance to start over, or being trapped in a glass box, just out of sight of everyone?

Wonderfully titled as “postcards from far away”