Deep Thought

I find that as a little girl grows up, she is no longer interested in the same things. She finds interest in new people and places, and perhaps is no longer content with things as they are. The people that once made her laugh, now fail to bring a smile to her face. And she finds new amusements to include in their place. And while old bridges are never truly burned, one crosses them rarely. This girl is growing to find that she doesn't recognise the person she was before.