for me to know and for you to find out.
I hung out with a young kid tonight and traipsied all over downtown, I was intrigued, but with the baggage of years of living I was left in a state of nothingness.
I wish I could have said, "been there, done that" but all I felt was cheated, like I missed out on something, or knew too much.
I felt like I was there without being there, in hipster purgatory with greying eyebrows and wrinkles that go on until the ends of the Florida turnpike or the M1.
No one should ever have to go back to feel this, and no one should be set free from responsibility without having experienced the wonder of youth, that is criminal.
The time to enjoy your hormones is when you are young, not when (stastically speaking) your life is 2/3ds over.
Raise a glass of hell for me, will ya?