These days are fleeting. That's what I'm learning. They're limited, coming to an end. This time, this era, my life, the way it has been for the last seventeen years, it's changing. Everything I've ever known is slowly fading out of sight. The things I'm doing, the people I'm with, the life I'm living, it's so different than what it ever used to be. Different, but not bad. It's strange, really. It all happens slowly. One thing changes, two things change, three things change. Daily, nothing seems any different, but then you look back and realize that everything has changed.
Inspired by Kinga, and her most recent posts, I'm going to start working my way through my drafts folder and publish little bits and pieces of writing that I never thought this blog had a place for. This is the first, something I wrote in December regarding school, senior year, graduation, and all of the changes that come with it.