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You kinda have this idea of who you're going to be, and then things change and life gets in the way, and you're not the person you thought you'd be. Would you have been happier had you been "the idea of who you were going to be"? Or would you be in fact more miserable than you are as the person you turned out to be? I'd ask someone else, but misery doesn't  really love company.

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