Times

After yet another year of my entire life turning upside down in a very tangible way, I'm left with a lingering feeling of dissatisfaction.

The social anxiety was confronted, my wounds were finally dressed and allowed to heal. I still have scars that itch from time to time... but I can walk down the street to the gas station by myself. This is a monumental achievement.

And then it happened again. Everything changed.

I am now responsible for the most precious thing in the world.

I, the very soul and essence of irresponsibility.

Times, they are a-changin'. I just hope I can keep up.