In middle school, I loved to play with Pokemon cards. Sometimes, I pull them out of the drawer and reminisce.
When I was younger I used to love to climb trees. I would go so high that my parents would beg me to come down. Eventually, I would. I used to climb this tree every day waiting for my mom to pick me up from school. Now I would rather photograph or socialize instead of climbing.
I drove to Coppell today to visit old friends. I let my thoughts drift was I sped down the freeway in my car, an instrument of freedom that is now so easy for me to take for granted. What other foreign and exciting facets of my life will become unremarkable parts of my daily routine as time goes on?
I stand inside childhood house and make my way to my old room. It has been converted to a guest bedroom, but feels forever haunted by a childish, playful spirit. Moving from Coppell, a suburb half an hour’s drive away, was a huge transition in my life. A couple years ago, I watched my old neighborhood shrink away out of the back window.
My hobbies, friends, and routines have changed overtime, and I'm sure I will continue to evolve through all of the different stages of my life. Some day, I will visit my current house and remember what it was like to be a teenager in North Dallas, but right now, I concentrate on the way adolescence has morphed me into the person I am today.