So I guess you know what to expect.
It seems like a lot of people are in relationships these days, and even still most of my closest friends are as single as they come. It seems like no one is ever so sure of themselves, regardless of their availabilty classification.
That's one thing I've noticed. Another is coffee. I always thought it was so sophisticated, but it's just coffee; it's just a drink that makes your pee smell like... coffee.
There's no secret to smelling good, either. Perfume, people; that's it.
Work can take a lot out of you, and yet we go to college so we can work our lives away. Sitting on front porches, swinging the down the days sounds like a much better idea, doesn't it?
It's all a big Catch-22. The mystery is slowly being squeezed out of adulthood. Every secret, every ambiguity is ever-so-delicately being revealed. We're not children anymore, and this isn't quite the Kansas in which we grew up. Tea parties and hide-and-seek afternoons are replaced with pina coladas and zombie summers spent desperately trying to make tan-lines and flatten abs.
And it's not that one is better than or more preferable or even comprable to the other. They're just... different. Then and now are certainly different.
I know that probably made zero sense, and even I didn't bother reading over it before I hit "Publish;" it's what I was thinking just now.
1 comment:
"We live on front porches and swing life away, We get by just fine here on minimum wage. If love is a labor I'll slave till the end, I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand." That's a great song... your entry reminded me of it =). I think we've maybe talked about that song before, but not sure. Anywhoodle, all so very true.
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