It’s time to leave, while my eyes are still dry
It’s time to leave while my head is held high.
Its’ time to bolt, time to bail, time to go
Where to, well I really don’t know.
I’m just stupid enough to leave you behind,
Though you’re nothing like I have found or will find.
Balloons, Julia Nunes
This song pretty much describes my attitude to anything from childhood to a couple of months ago. I’ve come so far :)