To live instead of exist

I really do exist instead of live. I am one of those people that merely go through the motions day after day. I’m never really that happy or that sad. It’s almost as if I am simply apathetic towards the ongoings surrounding me. I would give anything to change this, but (of course) I have my “but this is holding me back”s. I remember when I used to be so happy with the smallest things. Now it seems as though nothing is ever enough. I don’t really know what’s missing, and I don’t see how I could ever find it if I don’t know what I’m looking for.

.xo.
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