I am an extension.

I am just an extension of myself 2 years ago.

Everything I am now, is based on what I did back then.

I made huge mistakes, wrong turns, blunders, whatever you may call it.

I used to mourn over them.

But now, looking back, I felt every huge mistake brought a huge lesson.

Had I chosen to drift away and pursue a different path at some point, I might or might not be happier.

Nevertheless, I am an extension of my 10th grader self, and I’m glad I did what I did.