Just another day,
No different from any other,
But I feel stronger,
I feel more real.
The nightmare
And shadows behind me, gone.
Mine other self and my childish me,
Still there, in mute sinphony
Watching is all they can do
Because I control my destiny.
indeed
we carry our younger articulations (selves) with us and they watch in wonder. we do better and better.
...a