on being young
I have been thinking lately about what the best part of my life is...is it that i have great friends who are constantly surprising me and challenging me to be better....is it chocolate which i would give my left pinky toe for.....is it boys who i have allowed to take meinto the fog of crazy making....is it partying.....reading....learning....dreaming???????But after thinkingn it and overindulging in all of these things I have comeo the conclusion that it is youth. i really just love being youn. it doesnt have anythign to do with what i do only the fact that i can do it bc i am j\young. i am 20. this age is the shit. jet set, play around, get serious, wear little s\clothes, wear big clothes and i can justify it all by saying I AM 2O i am young but at the age where i am appreciatign my youth and the possibilities of getting older. And i am sorry for the spelling but i am a bad typer, and this damn thing is on write over....
posted by Citizens of LIFE Brigade at
3:46 AM
3 Comments:
being young is a blessing. you get to do all kinds of fun stuff in the name of growth. i hope i age gracefully and gradually.
being young is being able to resist falling into straight laced life moves...being fucking cocky as hell without thinking twice...
challenging yourself not to be unlike everyone else but to just be you with out all that giving in shit...
its wild though..especially when you are 24 and your dream is staring at you in a clear shopping window in a really expensive store..its hard sometimes not to act like an old woman and sit still, give up the ghost and just walk with everyone else...
but then after you awakened from your anbesol induced coma..you realize...you havent even made a dent in this here life...and ahh the possibilties to move shit is in your hands..in your fucking hands like a baby..a fat baby with big eyes and a beautiful smile...so to being young i toast some rot gut..and proceed to get drunk...later;)
and youth is so relative. my 92 year old grandmother sees my 58 year old mother as young. and my ancestors see my grams as a young wippersnapper. in this infinity called life, we are all so young, burgenoing and blossoming into our own evolution.
as ani says, there really is no 'there' there. we are all just evolving and at any point on this journey, regardless of our ages, we can just pick our beds and walk.
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