I have some thoughts today. The humbling, deep kind. I walked home in the cold and tears pricked my eyes. Because I think I really saw myself. And you know what? I really love her. And sometimes I cry because I know that. And maybe that seems strange, But to me it is so beautiful I can't help it. I cried because I saw myself in a new way, Someone capable of being that person I imagined I would be, 10 years ago when I pictured my life. I probably didn't picture this crying, humbled, girl in the snow. I pictured parties, and boys, and easy A's. But I like this girl a lot better. And younger self?