Like there's nothing for you in present, not in the past eihter. Everything is there somewhere and you have to reach it. You need to run faster and faster, you can't slow down or fall. Feel the speed when your legs are told to move quickly.
Sometimes I wish I could go to a place where I'm unknown for everybody, nobody knows me and I can start again. Start to be the one I want without people knowing what I used to be. They couldn't know all the bad things about me and all the things I have done. They wouldn't have any reason to judge me because they don't know me. It would be easy to change that way.
But in the end, it's not so easy to go. Even if you go and try to leave your past, it will follow you wherever you go, how fast you run. It's always there, stuck in you.
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