I was thinking about skin, today. How it grows. And bones, too. They seem so solid, and the same (especially bones), but really? They are changeable. I have this skin, and it's the same skin that I had when I was born, the same skin I grew in the womb. Right?
It just seems so strange to me. This very skin. It has changed, certainly, but it's still my skin. I'm still the same person, but I've changed too. I still smile big, and think and dream and love big, but I've changed so much.