At the moment, I'm totally content....

I may very well be running 100 miles an hour in the wrong direction but I don't think it's wrong. My heart is finally healed and I am stronger than I have ever been... and for once goodbye's do not scare me, they only open new doors. This goodbye has made me change, mature, but I am so thankful for those friends I've gotten to know, gotten close to that I never even knew before. So I'll keep on running in the wrong direction, because for right now, it feels right.