One thing is certain, if we are privileged enough to do so, we all grow older - whether we want to or not.
The interesting thing about having a public "diary" and accessible thought memorabilia, is the ability to look back on exactly who you were, what you thought and how you reacted at the time of journaling, drafting or sharing poetics.
For some people, it can serve as a pleasant reminder of the youth they wish to keep alive under layers of skin. For others, it can be a solemn reminder of painful life experiences that taught them to leave that youth behind. Either way, it's a portal to help us understand each other, ourselves and perhaps keep an equilibrium between past, present and future.
Ultimately, we are taught to "stay young" whilst simultaneously tackling adult life, emotional maturity, health, responsibilities and reality as whole. If you are reading this in 2022; you'll quite easily relate to the challenge of reality for the last two years.
When I was younger, and upon reflection - to this day; I have been touted as an old soul. Contrastingly, I have always seen myself as somewhat childish because of my need for romance and free spirited movement. One thing that I can agree with is that deep analytical thinking and the quest to understand, are both ageless.
So, without any further preamble; this entry is dedicated to introducing you to the moments, not milestones, or memories - but the moments that presented themselves as a fork in the road; a decision - and an outcome. Moments that I'm sure at one point or another, we all thought were entirely exclusive to ourselves; and maybe they still are - but, if there are any curious readers or thinkers out there, here are my interpretations of reflective moments in my close to thirty-five years that both brightened and dampened a child-like spirit. These moments will be known as "Chapters" and will be entered independently to each other.
