deep.

nostalgia

Its sort of incredible what changes in five years, and how different we become after that time.

When I was in my final year of school, we went to a retreat which was kind of like chicken soup for the soul.

We wrote letters to our future selves and would recieve them a year later.

I kept mine, and re-read it tonight. It reminded me of how much I cared about insignificant things, how naive I was and how I should have seen the warning signs of unreliable people.

As we grow up, we come to understand life a little better, and learn not to sweat the small stuff as much.

I am thankful for the beautiful people in my life. One loving, supportive and fun family, one gorgeous best friend, one perfect man and a handful of great friends.

And a cute puppy grandma dog.

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