Twenty years.

Twenty years. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Twenty years. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

Last night I saw someone I hadn’t seen for a long time. Twenty years ago, the last time I saw them, they had had a baby.

Thing is, now their baby is twenty years old.

Time is so weird.

So much has happened, I’ve changed immeasurably in that time…and I also feel like I am exactly the same person, that nothing has changed.

How can that be?

I suppose it is because I carry myself with me every day…so the changes, both physical and emotional, just slide on by. They get absorbed into the ‘norm’.

When you don’t see someone for twenty years…well you notice the physical changes at least…but the essence is still there. But when you don’t see a baby for twenty years, well, that’s like meeting a whole new person. Because the physical and emotional changes are just so grand.

Twenty years.



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Day 881

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