nes

it seems to me the proses of growing up is almost always a gradual one. you slowly move through the experiences that life pushes at you. you survive them. you grow because of them. you learn about yourself, and sometimes that means learning things you don't like. all of this happens one little step at a time. so slow that you can't even see it.

then one day you step back, and fuck, you are different. your mind is different. your likes/loves/hates/friends are different. you have changed. you are no longer who you were, you are now, who you are.

life is always moving forward.

-me