I'm afraid to see old wounds. Traces of what I try to wipe out, erase and forget. Or at least keep the distance to. There are so many things that happened which I can not change or affect. Escape has always been my best way. But I've realized that it's not about escaping. It's about to move on from the things you still can not affect or be undone. It's about building something new. Something completely. Let the past be just that past. I'm moving on, forward.