Currently lying in bed, diving through my past treasures.
It's funny how in a year so much can change, yet so much still remains the same.
Such as, my hair. Pretty sure I'm back to the colour I started with, after all the time spent on giving a go at change, I'm back to the starting point, ready set go.
And so much has changed too. Not in massive wow change, but small, incremental changes. Things that no one would notice but yourself.
But these changes, I often wonder, have I really changed, or am I just fooling myself with the thought of wanting to change, wanting to be someone better than who I am?
I don't know.
Change is so subjective.
gah I don't even know what I'm talking about anymore.
