I’ve been thinking a lot about childhood today. Some days are just more nostalgic than others. I’ve cried twice already. Not sad tears, just normal everyday tears. I just can’t believe how fast the years have gone by.
It’s like, one day you’re twelve years old, pretending to be Mormon with your mom…
…and the next day you’re the face of an Esprit campaign about babies having babies.
You go from being a carefree, awkward, brace-face…
…to a teenage vampire, in the blink of an eye.
Then, before you know it, you have to get a job and start showing people that you can do something.
Life happens too fast.