22
I'm just over 30 minutes from turning 22 and I'm sat alone in my bedroom wondering what I should be doing when it becomes midnight, right now writing a little in here felt appropriate. I was meant to be going to slamdunk tonight but it all seemed a little pointless when I realised there was only myself and Ian going, so I came back home.
The other night we went to see Hellogoodbye in Liverpool and it was full of little kids, I really did feel old and like I shouldn’t be there. It took almost 4 hours to get home too, bit of an adventure I guess.
I've messed a couple things up recently and achieved a lot too.
What matters and what doesn’t is becoming so clear to me recently, at least I think it is