So here it is, coming up on five years since I left PA. Five years since I left all that I knew behind to start over again. Saying goodbye to so many, and not saying goodbye to the ones that truly mattered. They say in life that you should never say goodbye because it's too final, that just a farewell will do. I wish I would have at least said farewell to those three that still and will always matter because now I'm stuck in limbo. Living day after day waiting to see if that day will come again that we will be reunited, that I'll be with them. Hearts can only be broken for so long, eventually there has to be some type of forgiveness right? Even if you never forget? For the last I don't even know how many years I've reached out to one of my three true loves, the one who used to call himself Jim Carey.