"You’re 22 today."
I look up from down, looking at someone in particular but nothing at all - an internal voice, a look inside my being. It helps to look up when so much of your being has looked down for so long. It helps to look up because that’s where you’ll find yourself the most, and that’s how you will see what’s inside.
"I am," I responded to the internal voice.
We acknowledge this.
"It’s not a very good way to start it," the internal voice notes.
It was refreshing to do this, to look back and…look back at things. Because how long has it been since I’ve been so caught up in what I’ve been doing that I’ve allowed my work to control my humanity, and forgot about it?
"It is not," I agree.