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08/18/2006 07:26 a.m.
I think it's kind of funny how you can grow up believing in certain principles and values...and how when you meet different people, your viewpoint slightly changes so you eventually have a different outlook on things from when you started. Yet, if you look back, you start to remember how you used to think...how you used to look at things and how you used to feel and act...Or maybe that's just me. I've been looking through old photo albums from my childhood and all the change just blows my mind. I guess we shouldn't really think about change too much because it can be a little bit strong to handle (all the time). -shrugs- I don't know.

If you just take all the influences you've had in life, all the people you've met and still have yet to meet, all the things you hear/see/say/read/do...and take that all away from you...what do you have left? Do you have you? I saw this icon once (and I know it's only a fucking icon, but bear with me) that said something along the lines of "Nothing about me is original. I am everyone I ever met." I don't remember it exactly. And while I disagree with that statement, it does have strong points. We are all influenced our whole lives...everything I see and everyone I met have influenced me, but does that mean they make me me? Perhaps they help show us who we really are (because maybe we forget along the way), but I actually think that we always know...I believe this because when I look at old pictures, I look different and my family and friends and everyone look and act different, but I still know them and look at them the same way. My sister went from curly little blonde girl to independent college girl, but she's still the sister I know. Of course a bunch of things influenced her to make her what she is now, but she's still her. And I'm still me. And you're still you. Maybe this is the thinking of one who believes in souls...as in, my soul has always been there and therefore, I am always me. -shrugs- Again, who really knows? I sure don't. All I know is that I am tired... and I wanted to write down what I was thinking about.
I am currently Tired
I am listening to sprinklers

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