Thank you! I do look back on that time in my life (late-teens and early-twenties) with rose-colored glasses sometimes. I sometimes look back and think, "God, things were just so EASY then!"
And in some ways, they were. And in some ways, they weren't. The good times do tend to stick with us, so it's really easy to think that life was so much better back then, but I do have to actively remind myself sometimes, "Remember all the times you had to dig through the couch cushions for a handful of quarters to put gas in your car because you spent all your money on booze and had nearly a week left until payday? Remember all those times you had to drive down to the power company to pay the bill because your roommate FINALLY got paid and you could cover the bill, but you had to go in person because they shut your electricity off a week before? Remember all that crappy shit you had to deal with too?"
Because there are many, many times when I think to myself, "I would just love to go back to living that free-wheeling Bohemian lifestyle, working just enough to (mostly) cover my bills and spending my free time making art and music and writing stories."
But when I really remember what all of that entails, I tend to think twice. Old times were good for the most part, but new times are good too, in different ways.
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And in some ways, they were. And in some ways, they weren't. The good times do tend to stick with us, so it's really easy to think that life was so much better back then, but I do have to actively remind myself sometimes, "Remember all the times you had to dig through the couch cushions for a handful of quarters to put gas in your car because you spent all your money on booze and had nearly a week left until payday? Remember all those times you had to drive down to the power company to pay the bill because your roommate FINALLY got paid and you could cover the bill, but you had to go in person because they shut your electricity off a week before? Remember all that crappy shit you had to deal with too?"
Because there are many, many times when I think to myself, "I would just love to go back to living that free-wheeling Bohemian lifestyle, working just enough to (mostly) cover my bills and spending my free time making art and music and writing stories."
But when I really remember what all of that entails, I tend to think twice. Old times were good for the most part, but new times are good too, in different ways.