Thought Catalog

In high school I thought every day was a singular event. It was an amazing day or a horrible day or a nothing at all day or the worst day of your life, and then you shed your skin overnight and the next day you were an entirely different person. At the same time I also thought nothing would ever get better and life was an enormous joke with no punchline, and more often than not I still find myself thinking that so I’m not really sure how much has changed.

In high school I operated under the timelessness mentality, which is when someone older and wiser starts in with “When I was your age” and you wave them off vaguely saying “Yeah yeah, I have time.” Time didn’t have real meaning in high school and I didn’t know how much I had or when I’d have it, just that…

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