age, February 11th

The anniversary of my beginning in this world, I find myself a peculiar specimen, nearly decades older, with a sentiment and vigor reminiscent of my youth. I am still carrying the hopes and dreams of a child, but now I seek the strategy and habit of a man. Foolishly, a boy believed it better to be older to reach new heights. Now, it’s clear the passage of time does not measure the distance traveled. I am a young boy, not unlike a score and three years ago. Though then and now, I still learning.