Day 8 of 365; Maturity

Just found this in my old hard drive. I was fourteen years old.  “6/25/13 12:28 PM I believe everything changes, and along with those changes…people hang on. People hang on to certain parts of their life that once meant something to them. People hang on to old beliefs, to old friends, to old objects, to old music, to old tastes and to long gone members. When people let go of a part of them, they find a new one to cling on to, and when they want to come back…things are different. Their old pal may be childish and unsure, their old values may not suit they’re new life stile and state of mind, their old objects may not bring back the same sweet memories, their old music may now seem out of style and slow, their old tastes might now proof their small knowledge and the ones who they may want to see, will never be seen again. That’s why people move on. People find new friendships that will teach them new things. Who makes them wonder about destiny. Who may have proved their theory and realized their mind may now seem too sophisticated and mature to whom they once shared their brain with. People keep walking. Some run. Some jog. Some struggle to move. And some stop. Most times, they stop because they see no more than what they wanted on the finish line. Some run, because they’re too desperate to wait. Some jog, because they want it fast, yet they’re not strong enough. Some can barely move, because they don’t have the will or motivation to start. But the wise choice is to walk. When they walk, they take they long way. They never miss out on anything. They keep their eyes on their goal, but take every second to enjoy their journey, so that way, they can never look back; because they don’t need to. They don’t want to. My maturity level has changed. My old mates now look at life like it’s a joke. They make fun of life’s troubles. I used to laugh with them before they left me, or in my case, before I got the opportunity to escape. They don’t take the seriousness in subjects; therefore, I feel they will never get that far in life. My best friend thinks like me, but we are so shockingly different. She’s cold and I’m heat. I’m up and she’s down. We mock people, but beneath our giggles, I know there is always concern.”


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17 year old introvert. I tend to write a lot of words, listen to a wide variety of music, read several books, and think a great deal. Just learning. Just living. Just learning how to live.


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