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I have a confession. I am 26 going on 17.

My second confession is I don't like change.
There has been a lot of change in my life recently. I have met a lot of new people, found a new job and for all intents and purposes started my relationship again. I was wrong about change, it's really nice.

I have stopped worrying about everything, I used to worry that my relationship wasn't moving fast enough, I wasn't getting the right job/career/employment I wanted, I hadn't moved into my own place yet, I hadn't married, I hadn't had a baby. Then I just stopped, I feel free.

I realised that I need to stop treating life as a race because what's the reward? The finish line is death. I'd rather be the loser who took the long route, looked at the trees, took in the scenery, sat down and had a little rest than hurtle through and wonder what I'd missed.

The moral here is to slow down, you don't get to rewind.