I live two different lives.
Life #1
Life #2
Both so different, separate, and opposite from eachother. Right now, I'm living life #2, and most of the time, it's my favorite one. It's a wierd feeling to go back and forth between the two, and honestly, it sometimes takes a toll on my emotional well being. When I am in one life, the other seems to hardly exist at all. People get busy, and keeping that connection simply through the phone line, or a pen and paper is hard. But, as a dear friend of mine would say, "know that leaves will fall and flowers will bloom as you and I stand where we stand."
