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Growing up is scary. As a child, you look at life through a telescope, forever aimed at the future. As an adult, you look back with perspective. I haven't experienced enough of life to be old and wise, but I'm aware enough to value the frivolity and thrill there still is in not knowing what the next step is. In this time of unrest, this transition phase, I've found myself reflecting on the past and dreaming about the future. Life is characterized by scars; some stay with you and others fade, but you never know which at the time.