I really don't know when children grow up, but I think it's when you start to realize things and those things kinda stay with you forever. It takes time to forget and there's not enough distractions to make you easily forget.

I wasn't as interested as I thought I'd be. Nothing fascinates me. Nothiing lives up to my expectations?

But I'm happy. I'm content. Satisfied.

For my family and friends.
It's been a good year.
I'm still alive and I'm smiling.

That's all I can really ask for, yeah?