Let's find out.
I've granted the diagnosis of nostalgia. When life is confusing, when it's hard, when it hurts, when it's overwhelming... I think about this blog. I miss days when life was filled with countdowns, with beautiful friendships that were as much a part of who I became as nature and nurture. I love who I am now, but if I could have one day, just one day, where I was allowed to step back into the shoes of 16-year-old Lily... I'd do it. I'm not saying I want to go back forever, of course not. But for one day, put me back and remind me what it feels like to have her dreams. Are we that much different, 13 years later?
It's weird having public diaries on the internet. I can't even believe I was able to log in, truthfully.
