Life is messy - thats how we are made to be. We draw lines, not to keep people out but to fence ourselves in. There is more to each and every situation than what our naked eyes see. I have been good, I have been Bad. I also know that clinging to the past is another fence that stops me from moving on. But when something as beautiful as that, is hard leave behind. I must move on, or at least take the goodness of my memories along without letting it crawl into my future. The is not a goodbye, they say that you always meet your past. If not here then in the next lifetime. I am on a hunt to see if that comes true. Life goes in circles. I like to believe that thats true.