Minimum volume

People change. So do I. It’s inevitable. I evolve. This is my ‘font’ now.

And this is how it was two years ago.

I used to make loads of notes, now I hate scribbling things that I hear in classes, or facts that I read. I only make notes when my hands feel like they need to write something so that they don’t feel weird and strange in exams, like I haven’t used them for ages.

I used to be very well-organised, neat and I was obsessed with putting things back where they were. Now, I just toss everything everywhere. Amazingly, I still manage to find them after a few days. Back then, I wouldn’t be able to find any shit even though I arranged them neatly.

I guess it’s what they call ‘clarity of mind’. Back then, I must have a very messy mind and being neat and well arranged were just a compensation. Now, I should have a clear and well-organised mind. But, I don’t think so.

Life is always different, and difficult, in every stage of the way.