I want so many things.
One of them is to travel and start MY own life.
But to be honest, I think I don't have the guts.
I want to go out.
Gain from the forex.
But I can't.
Who will continue the work here if everyone leaves?
It's not my work but His.
I'm at His disposal.
Maybe i'm not needed.
If that's the case, why am I so reluctant to go?
It's hard.
The mind wants something but the hearts wants something else.
Fear i think.
I miss Norfolk park and the smell of the grass.
In between
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Many times I seem to be an outlier, not by choice but by circumstances.
Slightly off centre, never entirely with the flow of the majority. But not
too far ...
5 years ago
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