From time to time I sit around and just look at old photos. The photos serve as a means to just kind of remind myself of the innocent and optimistic boy I once was, and know, that at my core, that's still who I really am today.
Consistently knocked down, I kept my spirits high because I thought tomorrow would be a better day and aside from my current state, life was good, but also uncomplicated.
There may have been some naiveté, but at least I was happy.
Now I have to work for what I want and know that nothing is guaranteed, and that not only scares me, but makes me unhappy.
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