i turn 21 on Friday and today i drove back to my childhood neighborhood and town and it was such a profound moment for me it felt like i was jumping back in time as an adult momentarily reliving my youth. i remember as a kid what i would be like when i’m older and what kind of person i would become and i think that if my younger self saw me now he would be very proud and excited of whats to come.
I wish I had a room to go to. A room where time stops and I can just relax and finish my homework in time. There’s just too much going on in my life and all of it just feel so unnecessary. It feels like i’m sacrificing so much of my time and energy as well as my own happiness for things I don’t care about. Being an adult sucks
