Sometimes, for whatever reason, you need to make a change.
Maybe something inside of you changed, and you want the outside to reflect it.
Maybe you want to change something from the outside in.
Maybe you're just a bit embarrassed.
This happened to someone I know. I hardly recognize them anymore. But to try and understand them I checked what happened with their friends.
The muddy water leaked into the campus
Phil found refuge in the heights
Virtually countless are hiding behind the letters
The one who cycles replaced his limb to live
The Research stood still and disguised itself as fruit
The underwater vehicle went underground
And my friend is now beyond.
Who is my friend?
My friend is about 17 years old, but some of his friends are over a 100.
My friend's friends are not so much his friends as they are simply members of the same category/class.
The muddy water only sings with its weapons