Sometimes I think I’ve changed a lot since I was a teenager, but then in moments of reflection inspired by something stupid I did, It’s really hard to think of any reason I’m anything more than just a vaguely more capable version of teen me. I went to college, but that was mostly an extension of the decisions I’d have loved to have made during high school. I have a cat that I have taken care of and provided with adequate food, warmth, and ear scritches so she is happy, but I used to spend all my time looking after stray cats anyway.
I’m more responsible… but then I sleep in 2 hours late and don’t have time to write a real post.
I’m just a teenager that got older and better at existing.
See you all tomorrow.