I can never look back at things and feel good, it is like prisoning myself in history and trusting that instinct that I have always had, it will never turn out to be a positive lookback. With everything I remember, I see no closure in what I shared with some individuals, it’s like a goodbye said wrong. I give too much one too many times and I expect too little. One day I stood strong and said, “Time to be free from this prison cell.” just that I haven’t realized that, being free from that cell meant putting me in another. What has been done can never be changed, do you live with that in seeing what is coming next? We all know that in a race, they always say, “Don’t look behind you,” because all they ever want you to do is to move forward, whatever hinders. Is it the same as what you think you are in now, are you in a race?

The thing is, what are you racing against?