My emotions are on high alert;
I cried on an airplane for forty minutes last night.
There was no reason really––a song played on my iPhone, and I just started balling.
Flashbacks to childhood dreams lead to a self-evalutaion:
What I’ve achieved,
Who I’ve lost,
How much I’ve sacrificed.
I make choices that I believe will lead me to the best version of myself possible.
Only when I look back at the end of my life, will I know if it was all worth it.
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