Once a self proclaimed night owl, now I sleep before the midnight strikes.

Once a size extra small, now I struggle fitting into my jeans.

Once a quirky soul, now I look in the mirror and see a plain Jane.

Once I had an opinion too strong on things, now I hesitate knowing everything is grey.

Once very sure of my belief system, now I reason with opposing beliefs.

Once vagabond, now so stable.

Once a free being, now responsibilities.

Once sadness was expressed in tears, now it cannot even be explained.

Once I was happy, now I am a different kind of happy.

Once my friends were close, now my friends have kids.

Once I loved the rains, now I am buying umbrellas.

Once I loved to eat, now I am learning to cook my favourites.

Once I read too little, now I like to read and learn more.

Sometimes I wonder, Am I growing as a person or simply aging!