on paper, things seem fine. I've got a good job, have a place to call "home" and my family is finally "proud" of me. yet, I've worked so hard to get to this point. I think I lost myself along the way.

unfortunately i know exactly what you're talkinga bout. i think new york did this to me. my friends have told me that i have changed alot. ive "grown up" im not as spontaneous, not as awkward, not as carefree. i dont think i like that so much. ::sigh:: just my thoughts.