i miss things that once were.
independence comes at a cost. there always seems to be a conflict between the things i want. i am finally realizing that i can't have it all. my childhood was full of dreams - of the perfect life when I grow up. Now I am realizing to have one dream, I have to give up another.
Is it strange that what i miss most about something I gave up is not the thing itself but the rest of the package deal?
Even if I can't have it all. I still get to choose which dreams I want to pursue and which dreams I need to give up. Ultimately it can't be all that bad, at least I have a choice.