They asked me how I was. I said, much better. It was then I realized I actually meant it.
“It’s just not worth the time, and the heart.” After 3 months, I am finally good. I actually mean it when I say I am doing good. I don’t want to look back anymore. It’s gone, and I’ve grown. There’s too much to explore, no need to dwell on things in life that hold you back. I guess most of the time people spend their lives trying to figure out how it should be, or how it can be. That’s all good and dandy, but can’t forget how to live, and that, is not an art, it’s a practice. :)
