funny= right?

for whatever reason. things will never be as they once were. for the good. the bad. the ugly. the pretty. the tomorrow. the yesterday. things change. tides come and go. people leave. and inevitably we are forced to grow. does the butterfly recognize the caterpillar as it’s former self? from transformation there shall be transcendence. and I guess for whatever truth there is to a cliche. what doesn’t kill you, really does make you stronger.