Calm before the storm
So I’m sitting in my room listening to music. Not a very productive way to spend a Sunday evening, but Sunday evening isn’t exactly the best time to be productive at all.
Anyway, might as well enjoy the little things. Times like these you get to appreciate where life has taken you. Sometimes I wonder if my teenage self with all his angst could ever imagine that things would turn out grand. And a decade or so from now, will my future self look back on my current self and chuckle?
Anyway, if I’m on LJ, it means that I’m reading through past entries and cringing. Gawd, I thought I knew it all...
Maybe I should make the effort to record these memories on paper. It’s practically a book.
Anyway, might as well enjoy the little things. Times like these you get to appreciate where life has taken you. Sometimes I wonder if my teenage self with all his angst could ever imagine that things would turn out grand. And a decade or so from now, will my future self look back on my current self and chuckle?
Anyway, if I’m on LJ, it means that I’m reading through past entries and cringing. Gawd, I thought I knew it all...
Maybe I should make the effort to record these memories on paper. It’s practically a book.