Things change.
Wants become "nots".
I'm not even sure what I wanted,
What I expected.
Things are more back to normal than they've ever been.
I'm happy,
Yet there's that twinge of yearning that always seeps it's way back,
Planting the seed of doubt.
Not this time.
I've been down that road three or four times before in my life.
The road of doubt yields no comfort,
No satisfaction.
This is because a road forged in doubt can only give doubt back in return.
So no, I won't falter.
This is change.
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My journal comprised of random thoughts or feelings, expressed in many different ways.
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