I'm sitting

and wondering why we always wish to go back, but no forword, is it because teh future not known? Or is it because the past is comforting. I find it's both but more than that, like i'm ready to leave now, even if now is so utterly horribel, now is understandable and i don't want to move forword or back, because i want to understand now. now. now. now. I'm scared of teh future because teh future might be worse, and i'm scared of teh past, i'm not scared really, but it behind me, can't re live that.,
simple