You, wayward son, are unbelievable. I guess that's why they call you wayward, huh? One day you're out to escape and see the world; to explore and weigh your options, and the next, you are drawn right back in by your foolishness and fear. You loathe your unhappiness in where you are, and yet you can't seem to leave because this is all you have known to do. You may not be perfectly good at it, but you try. So I won't condemn you even if you know you have better things to do, bigger things to accomplish. Because the way I see it, you're doing your job. In fact, you're doing a great job; remarkable. Someday, people will see you for what you're worth and they will admire you. You know why? You never gave up; That's why.
Settle down, wayward son. Hush now.
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