Reading your own old blog posts (and by 'old', I mean years back) can be a bit disconcerting. I think I prefer Present Me, but Past Me had a much better way with words. I'd love to be able to write the way Past Me could. Going through these old posts is so weird. It really is like reading someone else's words.
I'm reading and reading all this old stuff. Somewhere in between Form Two and Form Three, I grew up a lot -- you can see it in the way I wrote. Things happened; things didn't happen. Ultimately, things changed, some for better and some for worse.
I'm sitting here reading all this, and I'm wondering: What changed? How have I changed? Will I change much more in the future? What will I be like three or four years from now?
3am musings. There you go.