So the semester is finally over and my exam is done. Now it's time to return to the very serious business of planning a summer full of idle musings and indulgences.

After a good long while, I finally got the chance to take a trip down memory lane and watch a show I watched with my family growing up, The Wonder Years. I'm not sure how many other people around here used to watch it as regularly as I did, but at the time, it used to be one of my favorites. As with so many nostalgic trips, however, anytime you decide to check out something you enjoyed as a child and find it's no longer capable of capturing your interest the way it did back in the day, another slice of your childhood fades away. I figure it's the same logic with things as it is with people. They don't change, you do. Somewhere along the line, you lost that part of your that could suspend disbelief long enough to want to fly with Peter Pan and dance with your Prince Charming. People, too, I realized today, don't change, not really. It's just you that has wisened up. They're still the same they were years ago when you first met them but something in you had changed so drastically that what you were willing to overlook without even realizing it before, is now so glaringly obvious and irritating that you can't stand it anymore. And then you wonder what changed in the relationship.

People don't change, not really. It's just my perspective that's shifted and distorted and amplified everything that was vague before.