I really miss having a life. It's a Friday night, and I'm in my room, spending the night laying in bed reading my book. It's only two and a half more years.. Then I can be with my family and my friends again. I can do this.
“As we drive along this road called life, occasionally a gal will find herself a little lost. And when that happens, I guess she has to let go of the coulda, shoulda, woulda, buckle up and just keep going.”
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You don't not have a life... it's just a different kind of life. Enjoy this stage, don't wish it away :)
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