What doesn't kill you makes you....

It's been a year. A year... filled with just about everything you could possibly imagine. It was the best of times; it was the worst of times. When I look back, I can't help but wonder what would have happened if things turned out differently then they did. If maybe I hadn't gone away for the summer. If maybe I hadn't begun dating. If maybe, if maybe. If maybe I wasn't here today. I wouldn't know the things i know, and i wouldn't have felt the things i've felt. I don't know if thats a good thing. But it's something. I feel like i've done my time already. There is nothing more that could go right, and there is nothing more that could go wrong. It feels like the end of an era.

It's strange to think that one day, years from now, the past will just seem like a bad dream. Eventually, life sets you free. And now I'm just waiting, i guess.