I naturally think. Or should I leave everything behind. Go to another place. Live simply until the end of my life. A place where no one knows anyone. I like being me. I like doing what I want. I am sure it will be lonely. But not as suffocating as now. And I won't meet the person I love anymore. This way I will probably forget quickly. It's been 3 years. I am still living in the past. Why can't I forget? Why can't I start over? Still drowning in this gambling scene to forget about life out there. Perhaps life out there has crushed me already.