Sometimes I think we are a different person each day
Only getting further and further from the innocent version of ourselves.
With each cycle of sleep we wake up someone changed
never the same.
To wake up the same person everyday is to never grow.
To never retain new information
to never learn or experience anything different.
To flat line.
To be the same person every day is to die.
At the end of it,
when you and i do unescapably die
what is leftover is a finished collection of a person day to day
the inner growth of one individual.
From start to finish,
tested by time
what is left
is the untold story of a person’s life