Summers tailing off and words dashing over saying You are not the same anymore! Wasn't it just yesterday we needed someone to lean on, to come to advise and share their lives? How weird it feels at times to look back and wish we could go back for one last time. Observing the change in ourselves manifests how we couldn't wait but always craved to rush into adulthood with all our cotton candy dreams. And here we all are accepting who we really are and walking on the path where we fall and get up on our own. Trying to effectuate things and catch those dusky dreams that we saw in our sleep. Responsibilities take over innocence beautifully and weigh the pros and cons before the next step becomes a part of life. Is this what adulthood meant to look like? And still, I ask myself Wasn't it just yesterday??