Some days I feel like my future is so bright I need to wear sunglasses, other days it feels like I will never amount to anything. It goes in waves. But for some reason the thought of "it's not gonna be as bad as you think" — something that stuck since way back when my mother wood shout my full name and then tell me to throw out the trash, after I had dreaded whatever she wood say on my way down the stairs — have stuck in my head. Perhaps it means something.
The world at large is probably gonna burn down in flames, but we are all gonna make it, bros.
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The small things: a good cooked meal after a productive day; a fun night with friends; etc.