February 15, 2017
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Crisp air entering my skin.

Human silence and machine exhaustion.

Strange how I, too, used to be a part of it and now I'm here. 

Not bad, just strange. 

Leaving a place, you think it'll affect people- even the town might change- but it won't. 

Maybe a little- new shops, restaurants, people- but that would've happened if you were there anyway. 

Going back you feel like a stranger, an outsider, a foreigner. 

In this case, it's comforting as so many bad memories rest there. 

But then I look around and wonder how different things would have been if I had stayed. 

One can only wonder, though. That's it. No overthinking. No crying.

Only wonder- no more. 

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