I've become really fond of my memories lately. I think about my life, my childhood - a nap in the afternoon, playing outside with my sister, going to school...all these little things that add up to who you become. Who you are.
But the thing is, I don't know who that person is. It's me, but it isn't me. I've changed, grown and lived more life lately than I wanted to.
There are these moments when I sit there and look at my own baby girl and think about how I'm shaping her life. I want and wish the world for her.
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