Casual Trainwreck Life

Forget about the ‘Good old Days’

After realizing how different my life is now that I’m older and officially done wasting my young years, I decided to talk about good and bad things occuring when growing up. I guess these are normal life changes I wanted to reflect on.

I have previously written about how I think it’s a normal thing that we see less of some of the people we used to know and that we eventually even lose close friends (Click here to read). When I was writing about this, it got me thinking a lot about the things I’ve experienced with some awesome people and the fact that I might not experience something similar ever again. I even casually met some of the people I was thinking of shortly after having published the article, which was lovely. Of course, it felt different than it used to – but I didn’t expect anything else. I can’t compare my ‘good old days’ to the life I’m living now.

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Being a different person than I used to be isn’t a bad thing. We all change as we grow up. And there are advantages of being older, like being independent and free. My actions now have consequences I wasn’t aware of when I was younger. I can’t drink buckets of sangria every weekend anymore. But if I choose to, I can pay for it with my own money. And that feels awesome.

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I want to get to a point where I can live unapologetically, no matter what came before and what might come after. I believe that the stories we write today will be our new good old days. Hell, I don’t even know what happens after I die, so I might just enjoy life! (What a coincidence I decided to start this sentence with the word ‘Hell’…)

Having a good time now might be different than it was when I was underage. Maybe I’m even calmer more peaceful now. It seems like there’s no point in thinking about the future as I don’t know how things are gonna go… But I’m excited to find out.

Title photo by Kyle Thompson

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