It is strange being my age as the years expand in time’s experience.
I feel that I have only just arrived, as maturity learns to exert resistance.
The difficulties are within my own mind as I analyze and interpret external data.
It was very difficult growing up in the era where I did, and it keeps being an adjustment at any temporal level.
Not fitting into predefined roles (except those that I create and claim for myself), it is more common to continue feeling like an outsider.
Why do I keep attempting to keep myself small, when it is the world that I would claim as I give my heart to it?
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