I Knew the Whole Time

Every now and then I like to go back and read thugs I've written years ago. I want to gauge how far I've come in a sense. It's comforting to know that I'm growing, learning, and it's a little scary to see where I was. This particular glimpse at the 'old' me shed light on something else. Often the things I was writing had more of a prophetic element to them then I thought or intended. I wasn't simply writing about my present situation but a future one as well. Looking at what I penned three, four, five years ago I realize that where I am now wasn't really a surprise. I knew it was coming, at least part of me did.