Finding Your Place

14 Dec

I can’t say one place I lived since I may be a composite of all.  I sometimes think of the place I grew up in.  However I know that it is not the same and sometimes we think of the past better or worst.  I find myself dreaming about a place that doesn’t exist.

It is peaceful with close friends.  Then I think of all the crime and fear of trusting others. That place I long for in the past no longer exist.  I have to live now and not in the past.  Making the best of now and finding the good is the place I may make.  I have to find my place now.  I will enjoy and maybe make now the place I should be, whether it is to make it better somehow and enjoying that.

 

 

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