… When something that’s been pushing you in the back of your mind for so long finally lets go. It really is. Nothing is heavy anymore. Not my chest, not my thoughts, and not my heart. I think I’ve learned real patience. I’ve always had to tell myself that one day everything would get easier, and everything will just keep getting easier from there. I felt like some sort of burden, whether or not he knew what was always pushing me. All I know is that this whole thing is just good. And I intend to keep it this way.