I mean, romantically. Old being mid thirties to late fifties. Not, like, really old (sorry old people), but old enough to really settle down and know where you're going while also being young enough to be a little active.
I saw this documentary a little while ago about people living in tiny, tiny houses. Little, but beautiful, 100 sq ft trailers. And, romantically, I loved it. Having nothing but what you need. Freedom to move. Not having to pay as much as a regular house. I mean, I've never lived in a big house, really. Most of my childhood has been spent in tiny condos, so I'd be used to it, right? Anyways, the point is, for about half an hour, I felt like I couldn't wait to get old and sit down and have all the art experience in the world and just stare out a window all day.
I think I'm also sick of the whole teenager message, over and over. Live life like you're going to die tomorrow! No regrets! Yolo! Don't ever stop moving! Party all day and night!
I don't think like that at all. I completely disagree. These are the years where you're young, right? So why let it fly by you in a whirr of color? Why waste yourself drinking and partying and doing drugs? Look around you. The wonderful world we all live in, the people we're surrounded by. Really savor every moment instead of trying to rush past. Spend your time with those closest to you, not strangers in skimpy outfits.
on a lighter note, I took a quiz a while ago that guessed your gender and age and it said that I was a male in my 50's.
I want to be oollddd
I kind of hope this stupid ramble gets famous because I'm sure I'm not the only one, right?