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Every once in awhile, I am reminded of the life I used to live. Back in college, before my dad was sick, I was a different person than I am today. Honestly, I wasn't a very happy person as I was in a place where I was just trying to figure myself out. I experimented with different types of personas, but just before my senior year of college, all of that changed. I couldn't tell you what it was exactly that happened, but it was kind of like I woke up one morning and my priorities had changed. I felt different. Since then, my life has taken many unexpected twists and turns, mostly for the better, and I wouldn't change where I am now for anything. I have a wonderful group of friends and family, and I feel closer to them and more comfortable with myself than ever before.

That said, once in a blue moon, I find myself in a situation where it feels like the old days. I don't mind it at all. It is fun to loose myself in a situation and feel like I am back to my old self. It is comfortable and familiar. But it always leaves me feeling both empty and a little sad even though I am so grateful for where I have ended up.

Tonight, driving back to Pasadena from Ranch Cucamonga (spelling?), I had time to ponder who I am and how I got here. It was nice to reflect on who I was and who I am now. The past is a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.