The complacency of life is starting to get to me. We all seem to simply accept the cards we were dealt. Some call it the American dream, I call it mundane. I don’t know when it got the point where we were supposed to accept this, the houses packed in like sardines, the picket fences and 2.5 kids. We seem to wander around in this suburban world lost in who we really are ignoring the issues and problems that plague us. Falling to recognize that person in the SUV next to me on the way home from soccer practice might be dealing and hurting far worse than I am. Since when did we stop caring? Since when did we stop feeling anything?
“Don’t listen when they tell you that these are your best years. Don’t let anybody protect your ears. It’s best that you hear what they don’t want you to hear. It’s better to have pressure from peers than not have peers. Beer won’t give you chest hair. Spicy food won’t make it curl. When you think you’ve got it all figured out and then your universe collapses…trust me, kid…it’s not the end of the world.”