Reflecting on the meaning of what I just read, the word âLeshanotâ comes up a lot, which means âto change, to transform.â Which makes sense, I guess, because today Iâm supposed to become a man. Itâs funny though. Everyone, I think, has some memories theyâre prouder of than others, right? And maybe thatâs why change is so scary. âCause the things we wish we could leave behind...the whispers we wish we could silence...the nightmares we most want to wake up from, the memories we wish we could change...the secrets we feel like we have to keep are the hardest to walk away from. The good stuff? The pictures in our mind that fade away the fastest? Those pieces of you it feels the easiest to lose. Maybe I donât want to forget. Maybe if thatâs what today is all about, forget it, right? Today, Iâm supposed to become a man, but I donât feel any different. I know Iâm a loser. And no matter what, I always fucking will be.