I can't seem to escape this place.
The need to feel this way is bigger than me.
I may be happier than I've ever been, but I still enjoy the blue corners.
I seem to play certain songs,
Draw certain lines,
Play with certain memories.

I can't seem to avoid this side of me.
The one that acknowledges the past,
Smiles at it, and comes back to a blog to write a few lines.

Because, why not?