Saturday, May 23, 2015

Unwritten: Tides of Change

It seems painfully obvious now that the only way out was through. 

If I had known then what I know now, I would not have wasted so much time searching for source of my profound sadness. I have realized that the answer to that question must no longer guide me if I am to escape the memories of my past. 

Now, I must ask a different question...

Rather than asking myself, "how did I get here?" I am asking a new one, "how the fuck do I get out?" 

Elyssa D. Durant, Ed.M. © 2006-2015

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