When I am left alone, my mind starts to wander.
I start to remember all of the crazy stuff that happened in the not to far off past.
In some ways I can’t believe that I was the same person 2 or 3 years ago that I am right now.
Its seriously crazy how much people can change, and how time heals wounds even when in the moment you feel like you are going to die.
If you met me now and then met me back then you wouldn’t think I was the same person.
Life is weird that way.