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Work was different.
Work was a place where it gave me the opportunity to buy things that i needed, and meet different type of people, i could see the money go into my wallet as i left every day.

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Music was different. Music was a gateway, ignorant of outer struggles. I could stride through the gateway, let my worries wash away, let the change of scenery remove my consciousness from the outside world. Something with no pressure, no obligations, and no apprehension.

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Music was different. Music was a gateway, ignorant of outer struggles. I could stride through the gateway, let my worries dissipate, let the change of scenery remove my consciousness from the outside world. Something with no pressure, no obligations, and no apprehension.

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My bed was different. My bed was a companion, supporting all my weight, withering my stress away. I could cuddle with my pillows, hibernate in my sheets, let my dreams wash my life away. Someplace with no one around, no stress, and no regrets.

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my house was different. My house was a sanctuary , it was like a place full of dreams . I could be here and be me , not worry about my past decisions that day. I could do what ever i wanted because that was my own little sanctuary. and once i had reached my bed my thoughts would leave and it soon became pitch black and the real dreams began.

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Winter Break was different. Winter Break was a cold winter with dense fog. I could see the snow as it falls and drifts at the top of the mountain. Someplace up in the mountain there is a cabin with a warm fire place.

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Daniel was different. Daniel was a happy figure, he was free and free. He would stand by the road with no shirt and a painted letter on his chest that would ruin him forever. It was the one sin his father would never truly understand. He would need to be free in the middle of the road WITH NO LETTER!!

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Running was different. Running was a bald eagle, elegantly soaring, gliding without troubles. I could watch this bird fly all day, flying freely, not having a worry on its mind, being graceful enjoying its time. This eagle was free and at peace.

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Boxing was different. Boxing  was a friend, heart beating, working hard and fast. i could protect myself from harm, hit the bag, let go of feelings. Someplace with no stress, no hate and no problems

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My bedroom was different. My bedroom was a safe haven, protecting me of the erratic problems chasing me. I could wallow in the luxury of my blankets, let my dreams transport me into a new world. A world were imperfection, stigma, and judgment did not exist.

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J Street taco truck was different. A place for delicious adventures, opportunities to change the culture of the consumer's stomach, and a time for joyous interaction with Mexican foods. I could choose a minor meal of one taco or choose the more reasonable option of five. A place that will hold a spot in my heart, but more importantly my stomach.

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School was different. School was a terrible, horrible, evil place. I could step in the gate and want to step right back out and go home. Someplace with homework, test and tears.

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Sleeping is different. Sleeping was a whole new realm, my gateway to explore, and manifest anything to my minds will. I could become go in this realm and have dreams that let me disappear from reality, somewhere else, carefree, with no responsibilities.

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Christmas was different. Christmas was about Jesus, about bringing to the lives of others and not to yourself through presents. I could embrace the infectious spirit of Christmas, forgetting about my own problems, helping others with theirs. A season of helping others, creating memories, and Christmas movies.

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Happiness was different. Happiness is a bright warn sun, burning the shackles off depression. I could smile and laugh, banish my tears away, press play on the life I had paused. A place where I can love, be loved and cared for. A place where I am happy.

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Longboarding was different. Longboarding was a void, within it, nothing but itself was present. Stepping into this void was an escape, all that exists is the board underneath your feet, and the road underneath the board. All that went through your mind was looking down the road, anticipating your next action, and the roars. The roar of the road, the roar of the wheels, and the roar of the wind. No thoughts, no emotions, no feelings except for the rush.

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The Internet was differnt. The internet was an interest friend, sharing funny memes, and other ways of thinking. I could search through the web, forgetting my resposibilities, let it carry me into procrastennation. A place with more distractions, more laughter, and more happiness.

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Tales of Vesperia never changed. Tales of Vesperia was, and still is, a story not just of light vs. darkness, but a tale of ideals. I could gain many inspirations from it, let the story unfold before me and take it all in. The tale of two paths. One of darkness, cutting down the rottenness of the world while wearing its dark cloak, and one of light, rewriting the laws of the world and granting security and peace from the world's corruption.

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Pokemon Go was different. Pokemon Go was an open door, inviting me in, unmindful of my age and occupation. I could step through the door, capture a Pikachu, and do battle with Gyarados. For Team Valor there would be no defeat, no escaped pokemon, and no low CPs.