The more I think about it, the less I complain.
The more I think about it, the more I realize I need it.
Maybe it's time for me to soak up something other than what I'm comfortable with.
Maybe it's time that I make myself useful and make good use of my time, maybe even put my time into somebody else's hands.
My mom always says that I need a little time for myself.
Goodbye Vancouver. See you in two months.
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