I feel like I live my life somewhere in the middle of the following phrases: what were you thinking and you can´t do that. The former being a prohibition I don´t really respond to with any sort of eloquence and the latter mostly being consummately ignored.
You set up a life for yourself and once everything is all set up just how you want it and are comfortable, you long to leave it. But while contemplating leaving it, there are so many practical concerns that haunt you: what about the lease you signed, what about the people you promised, what about all your stuff, you just bought the new dryer and now you want to leave...But when you really want to leave a place, you just go. All of these previous concerns don´t matter or are easily figured out. The lease you can get out, people that truly care about you will understand your need to leave, some stuff you can take with you and the rest you can leave with family, and you can sell the dryer and use the money for wherever you want to go.
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