mm…freshly cut key, just for me. It feels like a defining moment. I’ve been driving a lot lately…it’s getting to the point where it feels natural. almost.
Sometimes I catch myself smiling…I’m growing up, and I feel like everyday I’m inching towards adulthood. It’s scary though…I don’t want to be old. But “old” is so relative…When I was a kid, I thought high school kids were “old”, and those older were ancient. I’m getting to the point where pop stars are younger than me –that’s when you know you’re old. Hilary Duff, Lindsay Lohan, Jojo…wait, how old is Lindsay?
I guess I’m scared no one will remember me. It’s selfish, it’s stupid. I’m going away, I’m starting new…When I come back, the jokes won’t make sense, and I’ll feel out of place. Oh, I hate that feeling.
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