Springtime of Self
This is the springtime of my self awareness. I am coming into my own. I think I finally know myself. It has taken 55 years, but hello self. I must be a late self-awareness bloomer. I didn't really understand myself before. Maybe because I am thinking about the past more and more. Inspecting my insecurities and giving my self allowances for my faults.
Why am I the way that I am? Nature vs nurture? I rewind the rusty reels of my…