"Long live the walls we crashed through."

The older I get, the more I realize how old my parents actually are, and how cute they can be.

It's kind of like the tables have turned after so many years of me being a selfish little kid.

I'm now looking back at my parents in a different way. As if they're the children growing up and I'm the parent staring fondly, wistfully after them. I'm starting to realize more and more how similar their personality traits are to my own, and how funny they can be. Sometimes.