Helvetica
i feel old
but i'm not old
all i know is
i'm not a kid anymore.
i haven't felt like a kid
since moving out in sophmore year
but this time
on my 22nd birthday
i realized that i'm unrecognizable
i'm a different person
this is the first year where
i am a full adult
and it feels weird
birthdays don't feel the same
instead of advancing to a milestone
i feel as if im advancing
towards an inevitable demise
all the worries of my youth
have been supplanted
with worries of adulthood
nobody told me about this
i mean, people did tell me
but i never felt as if i let go
of the past
but at some point
my hand opened unwittingly
and stubborn as i am
i moved onto something more mature
like it or not
the fonts have changed.
not just of the blog, but
the fonts of my life are changing
less visceral
less jarring
more paletable
more sophisticated
yet still...
its not voluntary
i've outgrown my monospace phase
soon I won't be able
to keep up with the memes
I drifted away from the internet
touched grass
and realized
that perhaps there is a world
outside the digital
and having experienced a taste
the monospace fonts of a past self
will be inevitably replaced
with a timeless font
one without age
helvetica