I wonder if anyone was ever happy. I wonder if our childhood was in fact as careless and free as we remember. Wasn't it just a little bit more careless and free than we are right now? I can't be sure...
When you remember your childhood, does it feel good, or does it just feel a little better?
I don't think I will ever fill this hole there is in me. I guess I've always expected so much from my future... I was so miserable that I expected it would all be perfectly fine. High expectations, that was my childhood. Disappointment, that is my present.
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