Dancing in G Little Utopia

Someone once told me that there is nothing wrong with changes. He said that it would give me new perspective. He said, with me being away, it would makes me appreciate the thing that I had before. And yes, sure, Lately, I have been feeling it to be true. To be away with the things that I used to hold on - makes me realize that I have been spoiled. And now, I need to learn how to survive. To learn how to be brave again. And, sometimes, inevitably -- learning how to be OK with the sound of nothingness. Of course, once in a while, I envy those people who are still surrounded by luxury things. Obviously, I would constantly complain about the absence of my old routine. And, also sometimes, I would try to run away -- find the best escape route, just to get rid of the pain. How I hate changes. I wish some things were just stay the same -- forever. But then, I won't ever learn how to fly higher. I won't grow. But then, I also kind of asking my self, ... do I real

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