A different kind of energy has taken over me and it seem as though i may have forgotten a version of me. Change is inevitable they say... And that it is good. That in order for you to survive, you must evolve.

Nostalgic, i found myself digging further.
Reading what i was. Who i was.

I miss me.

I miss how i was able to write a certain way... think a certain way and everything else. I found myself wondering where I've gone. If this is still me.

I always told myself that i should make changes... look at things and people differently.
And i do. At times i even feel better about it.

But i miss me.