Monday, June 7, 2010//1:41 AM

{Sometimes, when I hear a certain tune, smell a certain scent, see some random object or something that the eye just picks up out of the blue, I can't help but feel like I've passed my hayday. Like I've gone past the glory days when everything was not simple, but it was so easy to feel anything. Alleged angst, being mellow, just the energy to live in the moment and be in a state of mind, irregardless of it's reality. Not thinking about consequences, just being...Punk Rock, among other things. Just being.

But sometimes, I ask myself, have I really passed my hayday, or simply lost the ability to live in the moment? And if so, how do I get it back?}





Ah, Carrie, be my muse.