I still feel 17, so who is this adult you speak of, this adult you expect me to be? I don't remember signing up for this. I have no idea who I am or what I think anymore, and I'm tired of being weighed down by thoughts that aren't my own. They are the thoughts society has berated us with all ...
I know that someday I will settle down, and I’m sure I will acquire many more tangible items than what could fit in a Bug, but I will always be thankful for the experiences that taught me that the greatest things in life are not things, and that material stuff only weighs us down and holds us back.