Where’s my youthful idealism?
I fucking want it back
Now I’m old and tired
I’d rather just hit the sack
Why am I not shouting?
Thinking to make change
Wanting the best for everyone
Surely is not so strange
When did I give up?
Did I just get distracted?
Now I’ve got what I want
And I’m no longer impacted
Where’s your youthful idealism?
Why aren’t you complaining?
My life is almost over
But yours is still remaining
How to stop time: kiss.
Matt Haig, Reasons To Stay Alive
How to travel in time: read.
How to escape time: music.
How to feel time: write.
Today I’m feeling:
Happy and on holiday
Today I’m grateful for:
The men who cleaned my bike. I know I could have done it myself but I wouldn’t have been so thorough.
The best thing about today was:
Getting some more blog stuff done whilst listening to music. Also finishing another book. I still look at my bookshelf with joyful anticipation for future reading.
Do you owe someone money? Does someone owe you?
I don’t owe money to anyone or any institutions. I am debt free.
I guess some people do owe my money but it’s in the past and doesn’t amount to much in the scheme of things.
I generally live by the rule that if you lend someone twenty dollars and never see them again then it was probably worth it.
Of course, I loaned out much more substantial amounts to bands in the past and mostly managed to chase down outstanding amounts.
If I loan or lend anyone money now, which is rare, I don’t expect to see it again but happy if it does get repaid. This is only because I am now financially secure. Let’s hope it stays that way.
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