Sometimes I wonder why I always end up taking a detour to every place I want to go to. And then, due to the detour, a.k.a. the extra time I have to think about the destination, I start doubting the first impulse which wanted me to go there in the beginning. Is is because I am so terribly restless and detours are always a fun option? Or is it simply because I did not want to reach that final destination to start with? Ah all these issues. It was easier in elementary school.
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To add to it..going back home.... They say old habits die hard.
And these pills have yet to impress.. Highly disappointing!
