Just Surreal

Twenty years old. Two decades. Twenty-one in six months. I made it this far. I wondered what being an adult felt like. I wanted to grow up.

I got what I wished for. I guess every kid's dream is to grow up. Well, it seems kind of surreal thinking of all that's happened. Like, holy shit, I am remembering all these stuff, but these all happened a long time ago. I could imagine how I was still small and everyone was taller. I couldn't wait to reach a lot of things; I couldn't wait to reach the monkey bars or the high branches of the trees. That was like, 15 years ago. Flashbacks are so surreal. Being grown up is so surreal.