In the past few months, I have become much more fascinated by plants than I used to be. And art. I don't know if I am just growing older, or if I am just growing more sentimental. Perhaps my friends have influenced some of my new interests. Then again, I know part of the change in me is because I am changing. I am a little less lost than I was this time last year, and I am a little more decided. Although part of me wonders if I have only convinced myself that I am less lost. Maybe I am more deeply lost than I have ever been in my whole life. Who really knows? I may never know exactly where I am going, much like the wind. I know who I am, and I am a drifter. Or maybe not. Maybe I say that for the sole purpose of sounding philosophical. I'm like that sometimes you know. Or do you? You don't even know me, so how could you know?! I will tell you one thing though: I will never stop reintroducing me to myself.
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