Where was she going anyway? No matter how fast she ran, no matter how far she traveled, her past went with her. She could make all the fresh starts she wanted. She'd still end up in the same place.
Joy Fielding
"Mad River Road"
This had a big impact on me. Probably because I have "started over" countless times over the years, always thinking this time would be different. It never was. Somehow I always fell back to old patterns. I guess it's because after I tentatively started telling myself the truth and going with my gut, I would start to get uncomfortable. I don't know why that is. You would think it would be more comfortable to go with your gut and when your gut whispers "Hey--you're doing it again", you (instead of stuffing the feeling in that dark place in your soul) would listen to it. I'll try to keep that in mind this time.
