May 23, 2009 00:41
Sometimes I find myself thinking about how I used to be, where I came from and how different or how much the same I am.
I remember being a teenager, singing out loud in the mall with my friends and laughing like crazy. I wonder if I saw the teenage me doing that in a mall today if I'd be amused or annoyed.
I remember running through the cornfields when the stalks rose higher than my head, climbing apple trees and pine trees and finding mystery in the forest.
I have experienced many things up until now and played many different roles. I have wanted to be many things. There are still some things that I would like to embrace. Some might be harmonious and others in conflict. Life is so complex that sometimes I can get lost just thinking about who I am. I try to see the world through the eyes of the teenage me or the young child me. I contemplate how different things will look as I continue to grow older. Sometimes it fascinates me and other times it scares me. I think I am most intrigued by the thoughts that scare me. They are the ones that challenge and bring growth.