look. just look.
January 11, 2015 § 3 Comments
This is exactly how I feel, except there don’t seem to be any pastels in there for me. Why does middle age have to be so middle-aged? I keep realizing it’s a matter of wiring. I want to be carefree and schedules but it seems virtually impossible.
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whacky, right? i almost miss the days of no money, living with roommates, and less-ness. almost.
I think abt those days fondly all the time. It was fun, and looking back, I realize I had a lot less on my mind.
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You are currently reading this is how i sometimes feel, too, but with lots more arrows. at hey, that tickles.
This is exactly how I feel, except there don’t seem to be any pastels in there for me. Why does middle age have to be so middle-aged? I keep realizing it’s a matter of wiring. I want to be carefree and schedules but it seems virtually impossible.
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whacky, right? i almost miss the days of no money, living with roommates, and less-ness. almost.
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I think abt those days fondly all the time. It was fun, and looking back, I realize I had a lot less on my mind.
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