Abnormality at it's prime. That's how I shall describe my life.
Life. It builds up from nought, exponentially increases, peaks, then slows, and eventually reaches zero again. More or less like the positive part of a sinus curve, but I'm not here to get technical, so let's move on.
At this age I should be on the verge of reaching the maximum peak. Life should begin. Yet somehow I feel like I'm in the process of slowing down. As I've said: abnormal.
I'm 22. I've never been on a rollercoaster ride. Never been to a "proper" concert per se (I HAVE indeed been to some jazz and orchestra festivals, but I'm sure the likes of MUSE or Metallica trumps it all).
I look forward to "tranquility" (Yeah right. "Deathly silence" would be more appropriate), I stay away from chips (if I can help it), listen to music most people have never even heard of. I look forward to getting home, the introvert person that I am. And the things that make me laugh most are, well, clips from Youtube.
So yes. I do feel like my youth is wasted. Days just fly past me, and you know how this makes me feel.
I am most certainly unable to predict the future, but as far as it goes, my best days are all behind me now.
Aggressively Passive
6 days ago