There's alot of us... right? The us before we change, the us before things change us, the us before we lose that part of ourselves. Think Theseus ship but with experience and memories.

I used to be such a wanderlust and I can't take another second of staying back here; I want to fly and I wanted to be free, but now I felt.... grounded.

It felt like I'd found some other priorities and things to work towards to but at the same time, I wonder if the me who's bitten by the travel bug is still in me.