Put your back to the wind

and let the dead leaves just float past you.
Thats all that it requires.
Look to the sky. See that its a beautiful day outside.
the sun is shining.
Let the leaves play a marionette like dancing game around your ankles as you kick up sticks and stones down the street.
And thats all it takes.
Thats all it takes to just let it go.
To move on. To clear your conscious, your second thoughts.

You see, you don't seem to know what you want, and I'm sorry. But you should have decided all of this weeks ago. Passive aggression and stubbornness could just be your bane. You're still at a grasp to finding things about you. And you can admit it. Now just fix it. If you're leaving the wrong impression on somebody, then maybe you should check yourself. If you cant figure yourself out to the point where nobody else can either, then thats a problem.

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My life, is fantastic.
In fact, I couldn't be happier, readers.
Simply put, I feel like the luckiest guy in the world.

Also, I picked up a shift as a Barista at Kennedy and Westshore, and realized how uptight my store really is. We are apparently the only store in the district that doesnt have any parties or get-togethers whatsoever. And it's not just because of this, but I'm starting to consider a transfer. Theres way too much going on at my store. In a bad way.

In any case, I'm just smiling at the sun on my face, the hand in mine, and the wind in my hair.

Tell all my friends I'm dead.