You were known, but never that well. You were like that mysterious figure in the distance — people knew your identity, but did they ever know the real you?
School is where everyone goes to be terrible to one another.
Always I have felt a step behind. Not in a rushed way, as though I were trying to catch up, but intrinsically behind. Let me explain.
Remember the bumpy bottom black Steve Madden shoes?
I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, and I felt like I should have decided already.
A buddy of mine who went to high school in Los Angeles once had 10% of his grade lowered on a report because when he stapled them together, he did it horizontally instead of at a 45 degree angle.
They’re still friends with you, even after all the awkward years. Your college and work friends don’t know about the squeamish and scrawny specimen with braces that existed from 2009 to 2011.
If you ever want to get an idea of the passage of time and the curious way in which it’s both important and trivial, both tangible and intangible, then log on to your Facebook. I know it sounds like bullshit, but trust me. Log on to Facebook and I’ll tell you about my occasional late night mental hobby.
“I got married at 17 in lieu of just running away from home. He was 20.”
Wisdom comes by acknowledging the errors we made in our past and by learning from the mistakes made by others.
Reflecting back on our youthful days as an 18 year old, we are often left wondering how different things could have been had we known then what we do now. Whilst at times we may cringe about some of the naïve and foolish things we did in our youth, ultimately they are part of a learning curve which has moulded us into the people that we are today.