Last weekend i spent a good amount of time rummaging through boxes of old thing. (my marble collection is getting quite nice) I’ve narrowed it down to about 3 to 4 boxes, and one of them seems to be baseball card that are not mine. (i think there my brothers?)
Anyway, I found myself in awe a few time on Sunday. I was sifting through old journals and drawing pads cutting out all the drawings and writings so i could look back on them when I’m older. Some of the things i found were quite hilarious and some of them were personally embarrassing. I’m always amazed at how much i change every 5yrs.
Change is a crazy thing, every body here knows what im talking about. The silly thing is, Change is a constant that will never go away, even our grandparents are still changing and growing. Thoughts like this always bring me back to the same question. If there was no time and eternity was our clock, imagine our development, and who would you be?
Here’s a little doodle i found…:-)
