"But stop what? Maybe just growing up."

I always feel so perpetually melancholy. I don't think it's bad, though - the feelings are a mixture of nostalgia and realizing that the present moment, especially when it's particularly happy, is being transformed into a memory just as quickly as it's happening.

Maybe it's because my life has been so full of changes lately. And Hallie and I do stop so often to reflect on how wonderful our lives have been these days. We always say our 10th grade selves would be horribly jealous of who we are now, and I've never heard anything more true. It's just that sometimes being overly sentimental means every joyful moment is thinned by a tiny pinch of gloom. And time just moves so quickly. And I want to capture everything. And I don't want the good days to keep ending.

All I know is that no matter how old I get, I never stop being afraid of getting older.