I dunno if you goats have this or not. My childhood and teenage memories feel like they expanded and lasted for years. 13-18. Five years and so much changed. My mom lost the battle when I was 18. Cancer.
Time started progressing fast. Every day was largely the same. Money, paying bills, tax rates, 401k returns, moving up the ladder. Getting groceries, cleaning, just to sleep and do it all over again.
Friends change. Lose touch. Reestablish contact and you still have that bond buts never gonna be the same. They have kids now. They also have shit going on. So they can pay to sleep. No going back.
Summer memories in a photo album may be all that's left. Can't go back. That place is gone and so is the town. Infested now.
Older now. I still feel young but the face in the mirror says otherwise.
Ya start asking did I waste it? Questions like a rolodex appear in your thoughts while you try and sleep.
Ya start asking is this as good as it's gonna get? I worked my life for this? For my struggles, paying taxes, being a good citizen. This is the payoff?
__47__ 0 points 1 day ago
I don't feel more empathic and I refuse to pay and extra .10$ on a product.