I think what I miss the most about my youth is that fabled, almost mythical phrase that I would hear from time to time. I miss how it lingered in my memory, it flirted with the chambers of my mind, it became the antipodes of what I was. Perhaps it is the stark pessimism of the times, an age lost in its vices, that makes me nostalgic for said days, still the truth is that all of this has been in decline since even before I started to miss those words. Ever the realist, sometimes I moonlight as a romantic, I simply wish I could return to better times, and perhaps the question in my mind is this; does anybody really think it's going to be alright anymore?
Someone, please.
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