Well, here I sit at 24, looking back on things, and every day that passes, I feel like I don't even know who that person was when I was ~19 or so. I suppose that's the way life goes. I go out, but not nearly as much, not nearly as late, and I only have a drink or two unless it's a special occassion. I realize a lot of what I did when I was young, despite the fact that I had a level head on my shoulders, was stupid and wrong. Nothing horrible, but to the sense that it was just unnecassary, or what I wasn't doing was necassary. Stupid shit like being a slob and not paying bills on time make me shake my head and wonder how I ever let shit get so far. It baffles me. So over the past month or so, I've tried to almost reinvent myself. Not in a personality standpoint, but the fact that so much shit was just ignored by me, that I was never going to accomplish anything. It's a grueling process due to the fact that this sloth has been so ingrained in my day to day life. I think I've done rather well. I've started to not only organize my belongings, but my life as well. I quit smoking. It makes me feel bad to think of the people that I negatively effected due to my blindness. It's time for me to be an adult about things. It's time for me to take responsibility for myself. It's time for me to make things happen, instead of waiting for them to. It's time for me to grow up.