Washing my face and staring into the dirty mirror last night, I realized that this was me. And sometimes, when I'm scrubbing my face with my hands, I wish I could wash myself of all the awkward, all of the mediocre, all of the crap of the day/week/life. If only it worked like that. Because all of that crap, that's not me...and yet sometimes I'm fooled into thinking that all of those things are the sum of what I am. Sometimes people don't give me the chance to be more than that. Sometimes I don't give myself a chance to be more than that. But all I have to say is, I am more than that.
Definitely not the sum of you.
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Thank you Nate :) I don't, a lot of the time...but I'm learning. I hope you're well! I miss you!
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