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retro

I feel like I’m in high school again. You remember, the sense of impending dread and dissatisfaction, the hate for authority, the tense mornings and seemingly endless days, the lack of autonomy and sense of domination, the wish that it was all over, all different, that somehow you could be a bigger person in a bigger world, the unending desire to walk around with a cigarette in your mouth and say “this sucks,” cutting class when you can…