So I had a bit of an epiphany today. I've not been myself lately. I've been (albeit unintentional and somewhat subconciously) trying to be someone I'm not. It's strange. This is not a problem I have very often... or ever really. I guess there is a lot of new in my life. New people, new ideas, new feelings. It's just hard to maintain sometimes when so much is changing. I'm vowing from this point on; however, to be myself.
Funny thing. I said the best part of you was that I was comfortable being myself. Which I was at first. I remember it very vividly. I guess why I've been weird the past few days. I haven't been myself. That ends today. No more worries. No more precautions. Worry and precaution breed regret. And regret, my dear friends, is the opposite of me: the anti-Dallas, if you will.
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