I remember being told when I was 16 or thereabouts that these were the best years of my life. I hated it then and I hate it now. I hated being 16. Time hasn't changed my perspective one little bit.
Unless it gets better and better from here, I truly feel that these are the best years of my life. Now in my mid-twenties, I feel that I have finally come of age and I see only possibilities. This really is my Renaissance. It's a truly wonderful feeling to be aware of this.
Monday, May 21, 2007
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I'm still waiting for something that could be described as anything more than the best yoctosecond of my life.... let alone whole years.
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