Tonight I am having trouble sleeping. I toss and turn, and my mind won't shut off. I can't close my eyes without something catching my attention and keeping me awake. So to occupy myself and because I am a raging narcissist, hence the title, I started reading past entries. I had to go back and read them anyways, redacting all the classified information that I don't want my family to read, seeing as they've finally found me out, but it also served as a refresher coarse on exactly who I am, and most of all, who I was.
When I started this blog I was 20. I was a fresh-faced idiot that had no clue about the world or real life. Now, I am a 23 year old with a fresh-face and no clue about the world or real life. But still I think I've changed. I think that in odd ways I've grown, and I've learned. And this is going to sound corny, but most importantly I have grown into myself. Three years of typing things on the internet can make you realize that.