Breaking the Rear View Mirror (opens in new tab)
“I miss my old self, who could focus on things for much longer, who didn’t get swayed by his emotions at every little pushback, who knew a brighter future is awaiting ahead.” This has been going on in my mind for some weeks, months actually. No matter what I’m doing, I start thinking in the middle of it, of what could’ve been, if things had worked out the way I wanted them to.
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