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New city. New people. New places. New faces. New adventure. New me. I knew new was what I needed. But the stomach dropping head spinning anxiety ridden fear of crying mind jumbled even though I knew better made me hesitant of new. Newspapers and headlines, all the new is mine to write my own stories trials tribulations fears hopes dreams. Who knew new would be so hard and so easy all at once? The train flies at a seemingly never endless speed, as my mind races simultaneously along the tracks, bobbing and weaving, churning along as I attempt to discover which stop I will take, which place I will make the home of newfound self identity, unraveled mysteries.
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May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 8:54 PM UTC
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New city. New people. New places. New faces. New adventure. New me. I knew new was what I needed. But the stomach dropping head spinning anxiety ridden fear of crying mind jumbled even though I knew better made me hesitant of new. Newspapers and headlines, all the new is mine to write my own stories trials tribulations fears hopes dreams. Who knew new would be so hard and so easy all at once? The train flies at a seemingly never endless speed, as my mind races simultaneously along the tracks, bobbing and weaving, churning along as I attempt to discover which stop I will take, which place I will make the home of newfound self identity, unraveled mysteries.
#self#fear#adventure#change#new#identity#train#selfdiscovery#metro
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megb42290
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May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 8:54 PM UTC
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