I've been having growing pains. Not the physical ones, but the ones that are forcing me to stretch
beyond my bubble of familiarity. They're of the emotional sort; pushing me to adapt and become
accustomed to a paradoxical norm. Those pesky pains inflict a hollow, emotional ache that floods my
chest as I longingly look back at still-beating memories. Change and growth are inevitable but I
haven't quite learned how to appreciate the moment. That short moment where everyone is all smiles,
devoid of concern and blissfully unaware of the fact that the happiness will fade. People grow up and
grow apart, and that close-knit fellowship will cease to exist. But in that moment it's alive. It's pulsing
with an energy unseen, an energy that infuses inside jokes, pillow talks, and wordless looks. It's an
energy that dismally dims with time. Oh, but how I miss it.
|halloween '13. rileigh behind the lens.