You reach a certain age and you realize you have more yesterdays than tomorrows. Sometimes I wonder how many versions of myself I’ve outgrown without even noticing. The thoughts I used to carry. Old photos of visions of me through the years. Or dreams of a naive mind that reshaped through the decades. Or the white knight that never showed up to save me. It’s funny how we live in all these versions of ourselves everyday and still not realize we are evolving. It’s only when we look back do we realize how far we’ve come and how many lives we have already lived in the same skin.