Change

I know this technically wasn't on the original topics list, so what? I've added it. I just felt the need to express something within this.

So without further ado...

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Change? Does it happen?

Growing up, we might not notice the changes that take affect, but the people around us might, unless it's a very subtle change. I've been sitting here contemplating this concept. I'm not sure why, it just came to me.

I've come to realize that I have changed. I'm not the same person I use to be. I try harder to control my feelings and stay content with my life, as opposed to my childhood self who succumbed to the darkness. As a child, my whole life was all about video games and friends, and just having a good time outside on a hot day. Now? I hardly go outside, I don't exercise as much as I should, among other things. Is this what it means to be an adult? To finally grasp that the worlds not black and white. The woman whose just fighting to find a way to survive, just like everyone else, but in her own way. It's a struggle, and even now it's not an easy one. I hope some day I find that path, the one I'm meant to be on, but as for now, I guess I just have to sit waiting for the answer.

Love, the only concept that still exists through age and wisdom; but with a more realistic thought as opposed to a truly fantasy world. After all, nobody wants to be alone.

Have I changed? Mostly. But is my kind and gentleness still in existence? I'd like to think so, apart from slight lapsing in between.

Change, I wonder if we all go through it, or if only some of us must journey through quicksand. Can some people slide through life without feeling the tugs that life brings?