These Are the Best Years of Your Life (or Other Lies You Tell Yourself)
http://endlessstream.blogspot.ca/2011/10/road-not-taken.html
So I ask myself, when does it get better? Everyone always says that these are the best years or those are the golden years, but I’m starting to think it’s all a crock. So far, it’s all been kind of mediocre. I guess part of that is my fault. There are the roads not taken and songs left unsung, but can’t life meet you halfway at least once in a while.
http://sincitytattoos.blogspot.ca/2011_04_01_archive.html
When you’re young, you have all the energy, the drive, the curiosity – and absolutely no clue what to do with it all.
http://memerial.net/2829-youre-never-too-young
When you’re a teenager, you’re a useless bag of awkwardness and hormones.
In your twenties, you’re suddenly expected to earn a living and feed yourself.
http://denverlibrary.org/blog/get-job-already
The thirties begins the slow but inevitable decline to decrepitude.
http://www.smosh.com/smosh-pit/photos/19-incredibly-sexist-vintage-ads
Finally, one day you have the time, and maybe even the money, to do the things you always wanted…right after this nap.
http://othersiderainbow.blogspot.ca/2011/02/you-know-youre-old-when.html
So I’m going to say, take a day for yourself, put down your burdens, set aside your worries, and live like you’re five years old. Like all roller coasters, it’s always over way too soon. Every once in a while you need some time for yourself, where no one is there to tell you what to do.
Also, fuck it, it’s Friday.
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“So I ask myself, when does it get better? Everyone always says that these are the best years or those are the golden years, but I’m starting to think it’s all a crock.”
Have no doubts. I can confirm the golden years are a crock.
So now there’s THAT to look forward to.
Sorry to be the bearer of bad news.