In Love with Life

About 6 or 7 years ago, I had a group of people that were about 6 or 7 years older than me that I sort of knew, but not really, and I fucking worshiped them! They seemed so cool to me that I wanted to be just like them someday, and I would daydream about the day that I was 1/2 as neat as they were. I realized today that I am so much more chill now than they were then. Especially because a lot of them are all drug addicted and sad now, so their former glory is pretty faded. Anyway, I just wanted to share how awesome I am, and how interesting it is to look back on that and remember when I thought that life could never get better than that, but I see people my age that are like how they were, and their lives are small and sad and trifling compared to what I know is out there in the world. I guess it just goes to show that whatever you thought was the most, is only a fraction of the whole.

P.S. I’m not usually this conceited, but I reserve the right to back in my own glory, and encourage anyone reading this to do the same.