Ya Gotta Let It Go
I can’t remember exactly when I stopped living in the past. But I do know that its effect on my life was profound. I used to sit around and reminisce all the time. Get sad and depressed. Even wish I could go back. I used to be crushed when things ended. Or when I moved out of a house/apartment full of great memories. I had an incredibly hard time giving things away because I couldn’t let go. Of anything… “How awesome was that when?” “I really miss those times.” “Man, I’d give anything to go back to college.” “I… continue reading.