Of late, everything around me seems to be changing - there's hardly a shred of familiarity left in my days. I'm starting to see things in a new light, a fresh discovery, re-discovery. Nothing is like how it used to be, new experiences, new people. Then I realise that I've changed the most.
I look at my pictures from high school - the skinny nerd with oil in his hair, shy and quiet, wrapped up in a fantasy land that was shattered when I moved from home.
Ten years later, I'm a completely different person. I meet people who knew me well back then and realise just how much they don't know me. My tastes have changed, my lifestyle is obviously very different. I no longer react to situations with an almost methodical precision, I've developed a sense of reasoning quite different to what was expected of me. I should be working as an Engineer, married to some girl from my home church, living out a life full of predictable cliches.
Do I know where I'll be ten years from now? I could hope. I'll probably end up writing a similar blog about how ten years changed my expectations and tastes... while three little kids wail their bratty heads off in the background!
