Ever give yourself a tag of an escapist?
Until a few days back, I would squint my eyes and show u a middle finger if you told me that I was an one.
And here I am, suddenly, standing at a crossroad in life. I guess a while back, shit had started to hit the ceiling. And someone came along and switched on the fan. And what did i do about it? Well, i picked out a safe corner with a cloak over me waiting for it to settle down so that I could 'evaluate' after the damage was done.
Ever do that? Wait around in a sticky situation till u're unable to move and then regret why you didn't act upon it sooner?
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