I remember being 19. Life was carefree.
My music was too loud. I drove too fast. Drank too much. Danced till too late. Got up too early. Studied too little. Daydreamed too often.. I snowboarded all winter and mountain biked all summer. I woke up with a smile on my face everyday. Life was fun.
I had no plan - I wasn't a planner. I was a do-what-makes-me-happy-and-just-go-with-the-flow type of person (actually, I still am). I probably worried you more than necessary, but thank you mom and dad for letting me follow my own path. I think I'm doing ok now?
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