why am i human?

Men are strange creatures. They’re adaptable, or should I say unpredictable? In the course of one’s life, some undertakings might occur resulting in the change of one’s character. That is how one learns. When fallen, one picks himself up and proceeds on down the course of one’s life. Only, his life would now seem different.

I have friends. Everybody had friends. But how truly do I understand them? Now that’s a tricky question. I can say I’m best friends with this particular person and yet, he might still surprise you. Let’s take it from another point of view. What if the changed person is actually you?

I know someone who recently confessed that she is not herself. She is overly stretched, and plans to revert back to her old self. I shudder to think what her old self would be. I have no idea. In fact, I found it quite scary. I was beginning to like this new character of hers, the one that I recently stumbled across. Hopefully, I will still be able to accept the original, unpretentious her when the time comes.

credits to *Glasswind ps. you MUST check out his artwork on deviantart. They're really cool.