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I miss things
Maybe the March rain has gotten to me… but I’ve been missing things. Things that were me. Things that have defined me. It’s strange to think about how much I have changed in the course of 5 years. Many of my friends say I’m still the same, but when I look at my past self I see a completely different person. I remember how I used to think, how I used to see people and that’s not how I am now. Was this the reason people used to call me “so innocent”? I sure envy my past self. But let’s be real here, we’re all bound to meet with something…