Baby.

I know as we grow older we think we're really old, but when I look back at these photos... I really think of my self as a baby. 

 

I'm glad I've grown from where I was, to where I am today.

But why I'm writing today is to express how irate I am.

My computer hit the shit and I have none, zip, zero, photos of the past.

I don't know, maybe it's a hidden blessing.

Maybe, just maybe it's Gods way of telling me it never happen.

He's telling me, I'm where I'm supposed to be.

I'm happy. 

I am me.