So today my ear was eternally connected to my phone piece. Even during calls I would hear incoming text messages signified by a small double beep. Today I reach out as anyone who might live to this age inevitably will, and take hold of that thing called Legality.
Made me think for a bit. I'm 19 years old, thats: 6935 days. Thats rediculous! and that exclamation mark is with the most genuine.. 'exclaim' I could possibly muster. What have I spent that much time doing? What does anyone?
I have a closet full of clothes, I have a few good friends, I have alot of books, I have a few skills and talents. So far thats what I've accumulated over the past 6935 days. Not to shabby! (there was less exclaim in that one)
Something in me just has to say this though. In life, age means absolutely nothing. But the things that Do matter take time to develop. It just so happens that you age while you mature. Maybe thats why people say that you should respect your elders, because they're suppose to have some hidden insight that only their wrinkles can render from the fabric of our lives. Hmm, well how've I done on that side of the spectrum with my 6935 days?
I've learned alot of things, I've been through alot of crap, I've done bad things, good things (If I may be so bold as to use the terms), I've lied alot, I've ran from the truth alot, I've discovered alot, tried alot, smiled alot.
To be absolutely honest, there is not one of those 6935 days I regret living. I am who I have always been, the same person I was then, the same person I am today, and despite the thousands of days to come, I will never regret any of them.
