Memories Growing Up

" sitting in a green place at my Hall of residence, a mind drift is taking me back to the things that have happened in my life."

Growing up happens in a heartbeat.One day you're in diapers; the next day you're gone, in a whirlwind you become a full a man with beards and woman breasts. Its a bit scary knowing you'll never be young and mindless again. But the memories of childhood stay with you for the long haul. I know they do for me.

I remember myself a young small boy who didn't listen much and now am I'm sitting here!
I remember so many past experiences, some come on so very clearly and others a fuzzy blur. Often these memories bring me some tears.

When you're a little kid you're a bit of everything; you don't mind anything. Thats what I miss. Sometimes it seems like growing up is giving these things up one at a time. 


Have you ever tried to remember the places you've been... the towns you've settled... the houses you've slept... the neighbourhoods...the streets... ohmigod!

But at the end of it,. I'm back in the present, making lots of new friends in my course, my IT prowess back in full swing, I feel energised and I am happy with the direction my life is taking.

The man I am today is so much more aware, wiser than the young boy; thats perharps the major difference there is.