Everyone has baggage; skeletons in our closet we don’t ever want to look back on. But we all need to move on at some point, even when our past comes crashing back into our lives. It’s easier said than done though, because I can’t seem to make my choice. Familiarity is like comfort for the soul, yet sometimes I seem to find consolation in things I’ve never tried before and people I’ve gotten to know, especially this one guy…