I keep changing...

I feel like I'm back to when I was 15 and I was growing and I was mad at everything and everyone for no reason, and I wanted to eat the world whole in one bite like every teenager does, except this time I feel like I'm very aware of every little way in which I'm changing and the uncertainty of not knowing exactly where I'm going its making my stomach gurgle with the need to finally take that one bite at the world.
It's been a long time since I was 15, and in that time I've lost a lot of my fears, many of my insecurities stopped haunting me in my sleep, I got to know myself in ways I didn't know I could and yet, I find myself struggling to figure out what do with myself with the way in which things are moving in my life.
There wasn't a big tragedy, there wasn't a big celebration either, actually, everything feels very very simple but there's something happening, I don't know what but something, and it's very nerve-racking nonetheless.
*sigh*