Back then the pond was a lake. The icebergs were glaciers. The mirror only saw the top of my head. Back then life was simpler. Or perhaps now it's simpler and in the past it was more enjoyable. There was more diversity.
Now I just seem to be doing little more than following. Is it codependency sometimes? What do I do for myself without feeling selfish? What do I do that I want to do that I can start myself? Why can't I be motivated from within? Why do all the conversations seem to be the same or like I'm reaching from underwater to be heard?
It's not really that big of a deal though it doesn't feel great. Don't worry about me.