“Whether it gets better or worse, our lives are really our own. We make them. We create them every day. People our age scream at our parents and teachers and at society, demanding freedom, but I wonder how many of use really want it. When we really are free, when we’re all grown up with no one to blame, what will we do? what will we do with all our time? We’re born and we think of our lives as a given, as in, of course we breath, of course we get up in the morning, of course we eat French fries covered in chili and drink vodka and feel like crap the next day and do it all again and try, and try, and give up, and give up, and then try something else. of course. but for me, there is no “of course.” I guess I feel just a bit lucky for that. I know. this is something, life. This matters. It all matters.