12 1 / 2010
I’ve been listening to the Smiths a lot lately, and thinking about The Perks of Being a Wallflower, and talking about getting caught up in my mind too often.
Really what it is is that I generally like being 23 and paying my bills on time and going to my job every day and having mature relationships with people but sometimes it’s kind of a drag. Occasionally I miss being 15 and not having to think about budgets or broken appliances or leases. That’s all. I mean, my life is pretty great now, but it was pretty great then too and I get nostalgic sometimes. Like, I miss my twin bed and not having to do the grocery shopping. But, well, you have no idea how much I never ever want to give up being on my own and self-made and shit.
