I have hazy, hazy motives and project cool, convincing glances. A hip nature comes to mind. Sometimes it’s time to be the savior doctor, sometimes it’s time to recklessly accelerate with determination. Sometimes it’s time to listen to you whisper and breathe and imagine you four seasons into the future.
I refer to old chart pages of Rolling Stone for nostalgia. I burn memories like others burn dinner. I establish myself today, I live for tomorrow. I get serious about not getting serious.
Are you experienced?
Experience and memory give us nothing but the fuel we need to leap confidently into an uncertain future.
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