Throughout the high school years it was always nice to be recognized for all of my accomplishments, but I just couldn't go back to feeling that same way I used to. It was all a bi-product of doing what I was supposed to anyways, although it was nice to receive the awards and recognition I felt that it was an elaborate plan to indulge myself back into the passion for literacy that had been forgotten. Looking back throughout my childhood, I envy the persistence of the young creative mind I had previously possessed. I often sit and think of what ultimately could have been, or even the trajectory my life could have been following if I had just simply followed literacy, even if it was for just a little longer than I had. I am constantly daunted by my loss of care for literacy. Time and time I approach a new topic, a new subject or even a book I haven't heard of before and it kills my heart to think that just a few years prior I would have gotten excited and jump to tell anybody I knew. But now I brush it off with complete disgust, with absolutely no intention of diving into