Earlier this year I felt like I was a plant that didn't get enough sunlight or water so I never got the chance to grow.
But sitting here now on the last day of the year I realize that's not true.
There have been little changes.
I grew out my natural hair color,
I purged my wardrobe over time and now every item is something I like.
I got a tattoo of a chameleon recently.. something I've talked about getting for years.
And every day I get closer to figuring myself out.
Just because nothing big or life altering happened doesn't mean I haven't grown.
And maybe a year of adjustments is just what I needed.
Who knows what the next one holds.