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I Want It All

Feeling good, and getting by. That's what it's about for me. I've never wanted anything more than to be content, and when I'm more than content...well, that works too. I wasn't looking at this move as a new start, but that's what it is. A new state, a new house, a new job, a new PUPPY. It's terrifying in a sense because I don't know for sure where this will all take me. What I do know is that being happy and terrified is usually a good thing. Those are the moments worth living for, and I'm currently living it. I'm not positive about what will come next after this. But whatever it is, it'll be worth it.

I'm going to do what I want, and live the life I want. I'm going to be happy. I'm going to take risks. I keep these things in the back of my mind. When making decisions, these are the things that help me decide. What's best for me is what I want, not what anyone else wants for me. There's not a certain path meant for me. I am meant to take whatever path I choose. I can make my life whatever I want it to be. I can choose to live a dull life, with no excitement or thrill, working the same 9-5 desk job. And I can choose to live an exciting life, a hopefully inspiring life. A life that I will look back on when I'm 80 years old sitting in a rocking chair, and tell my grandchildren about. I want nothing less of great love, laughs, and adventure.

So maybe I want more than to just get by. I want it all. But I don't want material things. I want it all, as in all of the experience. Give me the whole experience of this wildly colorful life. Bring it on. I want it all. I'm going to get it all.

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