A Letter From Self

Where does the time go?It’s hard to think about this but yesterday was your birthdayI guess it’s true what they say. Time flies. No one ever knew your real age. Or so you’d tell us. And maybe this is true. Maybe you lied about your age for so long that even you forgot how old you were. Or maybe age is just a number. Maybe time is only time and age is far more subjective than we think.Time is definitely a great teacher, which is why I always hated when people would tell me, “You’ll understand when you get older.”Well, I’m older.I’m not sure if I understand as much as I am supposed to. Or maybe I’m still learning and maybe I’ll understand when I’m older than I am now. Maybe, or maybe notBut either way, awareness is an interesting thing. I remember all the times you’d try to convince me to take it easy on myself.But of course, I never listened.I remember when you would try to help or redirect my attention to see things from a different angle.You tried but to no avail. I was a young…