I was alone and depressed
Picking up pieces of glass
A broken candle, shattered
On my fancy bathroom floor
I was in my fancy house
Living my fancy life
Trying to be a fancy wife
Wearing fancy clothes
And I’ve never been fancy
Not fancy enough anyway
I’m the clumsy kind
That drops candles on floors
And then finds a fancy piece
To carve all the feelings away
So I can pretend to be fancy
Just one more fancy day
*sometimes I have to remind myself exactly how far I’ve come in my journey. That I have come a long way from where I started.
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You have, indeed, had quite journey, with so much change that has strengthened the most real of you that has stayed the same. It’s true of many people I’ve long followed, both on the web and IRL. But sometimes we do forget where we and others started, and need reminders.
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I still find myself at the beginning of the person I used to be and I have to navigate some of the same paths and I e found the best way through is to remember and build on what I’ve learned. It’s strange that we forget ourselves.
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It is strange, but we do do it.
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